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

didn’t go quite the way I expected,

front of all his men, in a town you don’t run? You got a

you…

fuck were

didn’t want to see an old man get beat up, so I offered to

chin

he finally asked, “Are your brothers

immediately got angry. “Excuse

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

from

look down your nose at me. Is that it?” Vicari asked

wanted to say,

I knew I was swimming in dangerous waters and

to. We pay off judges to throw out cases or

contracts, and those court cases, and

docks on the west coast, from

– but we’re dealing with businessmen. Politicians. Rich people. What we don’t do is go around beating up old men who don’t

looked at me for a

I just waited.

you’ve laid out your offer, the first person to speak

much hated

was a

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. Make an example so nobody else steps out of

him to 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

threatens to make trouble – don’t burn down his fuckin’ shop. Don’t take his

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