Total pages in book: 109
Estimated words: 104252 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 521(@200wpm)___ 417(@250wpm)___ 348(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 104252 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 521(@200wpm)___ 417(@250wpm)___ 348(@300wpm)
“I love you too.”
I take in a deep breath. It’s better I be honest with her now rather than her finding out later that I turned the offer down without talking to her. Nothing is ever simple in my life. Why would it be now?
“I was offered a batting coach job in New York. It’s for a sports agency looking to add value to some of their players. Hiring me can make them top dollar and they’re willing to pay the price.”
“Baby, that’s great. You can come home. Oh my God, why do you look like this is the end of the world?”
“I’m not done. I haven’t said yes because I did some asking around about the firm and the owners. There are rumors that they have ties to a certain element.
“I don’t want to invite anything crazy back into your life. I was going to pass. I’ve been so happy being home with you guys the last few weeks, but reliving the past isn’t something I want to put any of you through.”
“Okay, let’s slow this down. What have they said about you returning? How much time are they giving you?”
I sigh. “I was told to take all the time I needed as of this morning. That didn’t sound too good to me. I think I’m fucked if I don’t get something before they let me go and word gets out.”
“Yeah, I was thinking the same thing. We can afford the layoff, but you still have goals you want to accomplish. Are you sure this person gave you accurate information?”
“You know how competitive your industry can be. Was he trying to poach your offer?” she asks as the wheels turn.
“That’s always a possibility, but I met two of the owners today when the boys and I picked up Cal. I got a dangerous vibe from the Uri guy. Not toward me, but I can tell he’s not someone you want to fuck with,” I reply.
“Uri? What was his last name?” she asks as her eyes go wide.
“Something with a D. Hold on. He and the Nico guy have the same last name.”
I pull up my contacts and look through to find Nico’s contact information from the initial call. “Donati. Uri and Nico Donati.”
Amina bursts into laughter. I look at her like she’s crazy. I have no idea what she thinks is funny.
“Take the job, babe. We’ll be fine. Now come on inside and I’ll get you a beer and some snacks. I got you some of your own, so you don’t have to steal from our boys.”
“They taste better when they’re theirs,” I tease.
She laughs and I tug her closer to me. I just want to sit here and absorb the moment. I’m not sure why she’s so confident about this job, but I’m not ready to take that leap with her and my boys’ safety.
I’m going to take some more time to think about this. Rushing into the fire is the last thing I want to do. Boy, would it be nice to be able to be like this all the time.
CHAPTER 51
Plotting Revenge
Dez
A year later …
I stare down at the scars on my hands. I’ve worn these scars for six years. Had I not used my hands to block, I would have died in here that day.
When I woke in the infirmary, I vowed that someday I would get out of here and I’d make them all pay. The men my grandfather allowed to come in here and attack me. That bitch fiancée of mine and all her friends—especially that motherfucker who made sure I did time in here.
He sat right in court and pointed me out after running his fucking mouth. I’m going to kill his little white whore in front of him. I will save my Maribel for last.
I could have had her and her lover killed years ago, but I want them to die at my hands. That’s why I’ve continued to push for my release. I plan to kill her just like I did her father.
Only, I plan to take what’s mine before I do. Fucking cunt. My dick gets hard every time I think about it.
“Are you hearing me, Mr. Demarco? It is important you do everything just as I say in order for me to get you released,” this suit across from me says.
I don’t remember his name. I’ve been through so many of these guys, I’ve lost count and don’t bother to learn their names. I only need to know the name of the one who gets me my freedom.
Freedom to finish what I started. I’ve allowed my grandfather to believe he has taken all my power from me. I still have ears and eyes on the outside.
My window has closed. The Alliance has formed. I will have to establish myself by force all around.