The Joy of Revenge

CHAPTER 170 Exploit

Noah

Inside the limousine, I found Lorenzo leaning comfortably against the dark leather seats of the vehicle, toying with a crystal glass filled with scotch. I noticed his blank stare and the circular movements of his hand and quickly assumed he was deep in thought.

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He was probably thinking of ways to negotiate a deal with Liam. For the past ten years, Salem supplied all the crystal meth distributed throughout the Central States, earning over a hundred million dollars annually. It was a business Doña Veronica Ortiz wanted to keep, but because of Cynthia’s untimely death, her control over New Salem’s drug laboratory and pharmacy was now compromised.

I watched Lorenzo take a sip of his drink. I eyed the amber liquid warily and debated whether I should warn him against ingesting anything from the minibar. Pete was the one who commissioned the limousine and it wasn’t beneath him to lace all its food and drinks

with poison.

As the limousine accelerated towards the airport’s gates, images of the Consigliere suddenly choking and gasping for air, his blood dripping down his face from the sides of his eyes, nostrils and mouth suddenly flooded my psyche. I pictured him begging me to help him, his eyes filled with confusion and fear. I imagined him grabbing my arms with his blood stained hands, his body convulsing horribly until he finally collapsed at my feet.

A shiver ran down my spine. It was a thrill imagining the old man succumbing to such a gruesome death.

If only my imagination could become a reality.

If Lorenzo were to die here and now, Veronica would be left with no choice, but to leave the comfort of her Texan home, fly to North Dakota on her world-class private jet, have her men bring Pete’s tortured body to her, and kill him using the signature Ortiz M.O., leaving two positions vacant in the aftermath.

I would never become Consigliere since that position was reserved for an Ortiz blood relative. But because I was Pete’s second in command, I would surely become Capo Ba stone, the underboss of the West North Central States.. the very rank and title I’ve been gunning

for.

If only Pete would die…

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I would then be known as Capo B astone Nestor Villegas. I let out an annoyed sigh as the name played in my head. I detested my Spanish name. It just didn’t suit me.

But Capo Ba stone Noah Jensen, now that had a nice ring to it.

The corner of my lips curved upward in a pleased smile as I imagined myself as underboss. My word would be law and I would have control over-

“Judging by that smile on your face, I trust you’ve dealt with Pedro,” Lorenzo suddenly said, interrupting me from my thoughts. I looked out the window and noticed we had already exited the airport. I coughed to wipe the smile off my face, berating myself for allowing my thoughts to register on my face.

“Yes, I have, Consigliere,” I replied nonchalantly. “He is no longer a problem for us.”

He asked doubtfully. I glanced at him,

our trust,” I assured him. “Consigliere, if I may speak freely?” I waited for him to nod his head

you

to her that it is in everyone’s best

complications.”

fingers, hoping he would agree with me, however, to

his head.

to that, Nestor. Pedro, after all, is family,” he said before tak another sip of scotch. “My concern, as of the moment, is his hostility towards me for se him to Chicago. After seeing the injuries

this organization, it is forbidden, However, is common knowledge that just like his father, Pedro lacks

put a gun

What do

protection,” Lorenzo instructed. “Once I fix these problems here in North Dakota and all goes back to the way they once were, Pedro will forget I ever sent him to

of the Colonel’s men to keep watch outside your room,” I suggested, looking out through the limousine’s

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along the highway behind Pete’s

like that, Nestor,” he agreed, obviously pleased at my suggestion. He raised his glass to his lips and downed the contents of his glass, wiping his mouth with the sleeve of his jacket.

said a moment ago you

need him for business,” he replied, amused. “You

had pierced my heart. I had a sinking feeling Lorenzo was planning to reopen his sex trafficking den and

abduction.

this the reason why Pete and Cris were planning to abduct Virtue? I

to collapse and die on the spot, but G

mean, Consigliere?” I asked, playing dumb, hoping he would be willing to elaborate and

basis, Capo Nestor,” he answered, placing an emphasis on the word capo. “Whatever business I

place.”

scowled. As usual, I was casted aside

a constant reminder that I was bene them. As a capo,

the Consigliere didn’t know. I plan to take Pete’s position. Pete was a stup id, petulant man-child and the organization, I

I have allowed Pete to play gangster in that little basement of his, knowing full well

and worked in the shadows allowing Pete to believe that I rarely meddled in his affairs. Contrary to his beliefs, I manipulated each situation to my

invite to the club frequented by

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was right in my assumptions. They abducted her, tortured her and raped her. In the organization, everyone in the family

the manner by which

firsthand that he was one slick mo therf ucker. With Cynthia out of the way,