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 ripped

didn’t go quite the way

in front of all his men, in a town you

thank you…

the fuck

was hassling an old man with a sick wife,” I said. “I didn’t want to see an old man

his chin

asked, “Are your

immediately got angry. “Excuse

doesn’t have it – do they just let

family doesn’t steal from old men,”

look down your nose at me. Is that

say, Well,

I was swimming in dangerous waters and needed

pay off politicians so they give contracts to the people we tell them to. We pay off judges to throw out cases or

us a lot of money for those government contracts, and those court cases, and those botched police investigations. Businessmen. Other politicians. Rich

west coast, from

businessmen. Politicians. Rich people. What we don’t do is go around beating up old men who don’t have any

looked at me

I just waited.

laid out your offer, the first person to speak

I pretty much hated

was a smart

in this case, he was

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

If they want to pay but can’t, I told Rocco

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

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