"Karma dad, suck it up and stop whining."
She spread her notes and shit all over the dinner table. She had dates, photos, transcribed conversations from wiretapping; I don't even want to know how she got that shit.
She knew hiding places, hangouts, where the mistresses were kept. The shit was like an organized sting by a one woman force. Who the fuck was this girl?
"Mouth when you have time to do all this, weren't you in school?"
The peanut gallery found that funny, I glowered at the two old fucks, but they kept laughing. I get no fucking respect anymore.
"Uhm, about that, I take one class in the mornings, but the rest of the day I do recon." She bit her thumb nail, I got suspicious.
"And then what, you go back to school in the evenings so Tommy can follow you home?"
"About that young blood..." Her uncle Alphonso cleared his throat, how did I know that I wasn't going to like what came out of his mouth next.
"Tommy's ours..."
"He's what?"
"We sent him to you, when we learned about the hit on Roberto and the takeover here, we didn't know too much about you at the time so we thought to play it safe and get a man on the inside."
"You know him? So that shit you gave me earlier about him following you?" I had Mouth by the shoulders.
"I didn't know he was here until you had him tailing me." She held up her hands.
"So why did you still give me shit, you knew by then...."
"Just my way of messing with you....." Cocky grin, I pulled my hair, what the fuck, I felt like I was spinning out of control, how had all these things happened without me knowing, I obviously had to go through my organization for any more moles. Most of the guys were from grandpa's time, if not his men then their sons and nephews. That's how it was; the mob is an incestuous bitch.
I turned to Mikey and Tony. "When this shit is done I'm calling a meeting, I don't want any more surprises, the fucking Chicago mafia infiltrated us, and we had no fucking clue, who else did?"
"You're clean Flanagan, we did a run on all your men, not only did your grandfather run a tight ship, but you've got a good head on your shoulders. You were looking for the best and you got it, Tommy is the best at what he does, the fact that you put him on my daughter goes a long way to proving to me where she stands with you. Trust me if these things weren't adding up in your favor there's no way she would be marrying you?"
"Wanna bet?" I'd shoot his ass right here......
"Take it easy Tommy two thumbs don't shoot the cadaver, we've got things to do." She pushed me towards the table.
Chapter 6
Prince of the City
We went back to reading and planning. I called out for food around seven in the evening we'd been poring over her notes for hours.
I had her sitting next to me so I could feel her, know she was safe, because each time I read how she had broken into some place or the other my blood ran cold.
The fact that she'd been in danger all this time, in my own backyard made me see red. When I got to the part about someone breaking into her bedroom back at home in Chicago I wanted to tear the motherfucker apart.
Luckily she'd been out gathering information that night and had escaped whatever the fuck had been in store for her. She'd left the next day, no wonder.
Now we knew the Staccos had tried to make good on their kidnapping threat. Dead motherfuckers, they were getting more and more dead by the minute.
I pulled out my phone at the end of my rope, fuck this shit.
"Where the fuck is Stacco?" I listened to the voice on the other end of the line. My men knew better than to make any excuses to me, especially when I used that tone of voice.
I hung up after getting the information, not what I wanted but it'll do for now.
"Let's roll." I was talking to Mikey and Tony but the other three got up as well.
"Fuck you two coming with?" Who the fuck was supposed to lead in this situation, I don't brush up on mobster one o one like these Chicago freaks, they probably had some kind of etiquette attached to this shit, well I never had any intentions on going on a hit with another boss, the fuck do I know about this shit?
It's my turf, but this guy outranks me in our world, sorta, know what I mean, not to mention he's my new father in law on top of that, they'd tried to hit him, he deserved retribution, fuck.
They were checking their guns; including my little gentle violet. Breathe the sarcasm.
"Mouth you’re not going."
"What...you promised."
"Yes I did and I will keep my promise that you can help us in this situation, you can be of great help by trying to decode those cryptic messages you intercepted."
"Nice try Carmine Persico, but no dice, a deals a deal welch."