Mafia Kings: Valentino: Chapter 39

It was a long drive back to Don Vicari’s. I dreaded what would happen the entire way.

Rocco had probably already let his father know what happened in Pozzallo…

And Don Vicari was probably going to have something to say about it.

I was right on both counts.

When Paolo pulled up to the compound, a foot soldier was waiting for me by the side of the gravel drive. “The Don wants to see you.”

Great.

Paolo gave me an uneasy half-smile – Good luck, bud – and I followed the foot soldier into the house.

He took me to a door at the far end of the house and knocked.

“Come in,” said a gruff voice.

The foot soldier gestured – Go in – then walked off.

I entered a small study that was white like all the other rooms in the house.

It was lined with shelves. There were very few books, though. Mostly it was displays of old hunting rifles, knives, and binoculars.

Don Vicari was sitting behind a large wooden desk, which took up half the width of the room.

As soon as he saw me, he got a sour look on his face.

“Sit,” he said, pointing to a wooden chair across from the desk.

myself to get

quite the way

grudgingly. “I’ll give you that much. Going up against my son, in front of all his men, in a town you don’t run? You got a bleeding heart and shit for brains, but you got

thank you… I

the fuck were you

wife,” I said. “I didn’t want to see an old

chin thoughtfully,

finally asked, “Are your

got angry. “Excuse

them money and doesn’t have it – do they just let them walk away? ‘Cause only a fuckin’ pussy

steal from old men,”

down your nose at

wanted to say,

I was swimming in dangerous waters and

to the people we tell them to. We

those government contracts, and those court cases, and those botched police investigations. Businessmen. Other politicians. Rich people whose kids get in

docks on the west coast, from what I hear,” Vicari

but we’re dealing with businessmen. Politicians. Rich people. What we don’t do is go

looked at me for

I just waited.

out your offer, the first person to

hated my

he was a smart

in this case,

“Sometimes Rocco uses a heavier hand than he should with civilians. When it’s pimps and drug dealers, it’s fine to break a few arms and legs – maybe even kill ‘em.

use a lighter touch with the shopkeepers. Most of ‘em are scared shitless and pay on time. If they want to pay but can’t, I told Rocco to just run up the debt and tack on interest. Keep them on the

defiant – unless he refuses to pay and threatens to make trouble – don’t burn down his fuckin’ shop. Don’t

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