Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 37273 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 186(@200wpm)___ 149(@250wpm)___ 124(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 37273 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 186(@200wpm)___ 149(@250wpm)___ 124(@300wpm)
“Go on, drink.”
“I’m not thirsty,” Joey said.
“Drink the fucking vodka, and show me some respect.” Carlos slammed his fist on the table, which had a few of his men coming closer. He held up his hand, stopping them. The sound of the gun being cocked under the table, and the sight of Carlos lifting his brow in challenge, told Joey that this fucker was off his rocker, unstable, and was on the edge with a trigger finger.
Joey didn’t show any emotion, but grew angrier by the second. No one spoke to him this way, yet this little jamook was trying to set the rules. This little prick was already mezza morta, and once this was said and done he would be deader than a fucking rotting fish baking in the sun. Joey did pick up the drink, though, not because Carlos ordered him to, but because he needed to make sure Kelly came out of this whole.
“I’ll cut right to the point. You do what I say, fold and give up your territory to the Gondalo crew, and I’ll let you have Kelly. I’ll leave your pussy on demand out of all of this even though she might have seen some things she shouldn’t have, and forget about the men of mine you wasted.” Carlos leaned back, took a drink from his vodka, and stared at Joey. When he didn’t speak right away, Carlos reached out and pulled Kelly close to him.
Joey saw the track marks on Kelly’s inner arms, knew that this woman was nearly broken, if not already bent. “What makes you think I won’t just take all of you out? What makes you have big enough balls to think that I will just give you my empire?” Joey leaned forward. “I’ve been around longer than you, boy, have seen things you have only dreamed about, and this is a family business.” He clenched his hand into a fist on top of the table, and with his other hand he reached for his cell.
He had his backup on speed dial, and had his finger lightly touching the key. The cell was a burner, one that couldn’t be traced, and ancient compared to the technology of smart phones nowadays. But for what he used it for it worked to perfection.
“You’ll do what I want because you and I have something in common.”
Carlos’s words had Joey stilling in pressing the button that would call his men in to start the rain of fire.
“You and I are nothing alike.”
Carlos was silent for a moment, but then grinned. “Your father, the great and powerful fucking Marco Bacelli, had a piece of ass on the side in the city.”
This was not news, as most wise guys had women on the side, even when they had wives and children at home. Joey wasn’t married, had never wanted more than some pussy on the side. But even when he had Angie as a girlfriend he had never had any other women.
“My dad having a woman on the side is not fucking news.”
Carlo grinned. “It does when your father knocked up my mom.”
That had everything in Joey stilling. “You’re fucking insane,” he said, knowing that although this was very plausible, to think he shared the same father with this lowlife piece of shit made him pissed and sick all in the same breath. “And what, you think because we share a parental line that I’ll want to join with you, combine my empire with your fucking pathetic excuse for one?” Joey felt his anger rise, and he knew that there was no way in hell he’d ever join forces with this motherfucker.
“After my mother became pregnant your father bailed, said he didn’t want to handle her with a kid,” Carlos ground out. “On my mother’s deathbed she told me everything, all of the beatings your father gave her, the fact she almost lost me because of that abuse, and how your father left her with a child and nothing to support us.”
“And because of something Marco Bacelli did you are holding me and my crew accountable? Seems like a grudge that is best dealt with in other ways.”
Carlos’s face turned red and he exhaled loudly. “My mother tried going to Marco after I was born, showing him that he had a child he needed to take care of, but he was with his other fucking family.” Carlos gestured for another drink, and the waitress brought it over.
Joey looked at Kelly and saw she was near to being passed out.
“She didn’t know that Mario ratted you out, if you were wondering,” Carlos said. Joey looked at him, as he lit a cigarette, and exhaled the smoke. He glanced at Kelly. “He might have been a traitor, but he did love her, that’s for fucking sure. He was willing to do anything to make sure she stayed alive and didn’t turn into one of my slutty bitches.” He exhaled again, and then started speaking before Joey could respond. “But here is what I want, and you’ll do what I say or I’ll make sure Kelly, your little side bitch Marra Santos, and anyone else you hold dear will be hurt because of your lack of submission.”