Total pages in book: 16
Estimated words: 14503 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 73(@200wpm)___ 58(@250wpm)___ 48(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 14503 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 73(@200wpm)___ 58(@250wpm)___ 48(@300wpm)
“I am not helping him cugina. I have not heard from the maiale since he fled.” I spit on the ground after calling my father a pig, which in our organization means he is dead to me.
“So then you will not hesitate to take his life when he shows his face, because we both know he will. He is amassing a network of allies made up of swine just like him for force. He thinks he can take me. Let him come. Let them all come.” she growls into the room. Everyone is nodding their heads ready for a fight. “So I ask you again, cugina, will you not hesitate to take his life?” I don’t have to think about that.
“It would be my pleasure.” It would bring honor back to my siblings and I for his blood to be spilled.
“Then that will be your job. When he is found and captured you will end his life while he is looking at you. Let him see how it feels for his own progeny to snuff out his life.” My heart is beating out of my chest like a fucking Samoan drum. My mouth is dry with the weight of this task, not because I don’t want to do it, but the anticipation of ending this…burden.
“No problem. I look forward to it.” I tell her being honest. She inclines her head.
“Very well. Now with that unpleasantness out of the way, let’s go and sit around the table and listen to the other vermin beg for territory.” I don’t realize I have been holding my breath since I saw the guy coming downstairs. One obstacle down. One major one to go.
CHAPTER
FOUR
WICTOR
“Well shit,” I curse looking at my sleeves in disgust. I am covered in blood from this pussy ass motherfucker Bartek who is currently slowly dying in a chair cemented to the basement floor.
“Hmhmh,” he grunts. I turn and punch him once more before nodding my head at Jan.
“Finish this filth. I need to go to see my brother.” As usual when I get a moment to myself. My mind always drifts to Luna. I need her more and more everyday fucking day. I just have to figure out how to convince her.
Pulling up to my house, I am met by my brother Piotr. “Braciszek.” He addresses me, calling me brother. As always we embrace. It is how we have always been. My brother is my best friend, my partner in crime, my partner in all things. Our parents were great and bestowed love and affection on us teaching that emotion, family and embracing one another is not weak. The day they left the earth; we clung to one another vowing to hold what they taught with utmost reverence.
“How are things going?” I ask, walking into the house and looking around. Slowly we have been picking those off one by one, but we have also been searching the house for anything that may be of use or information of any kind. We are trying to find out anything we can about the things he was involved in and with who so it can be dismantled
“Well. I have Aleksy and Bazyli going through his books. So far we have found important notes about his alliance with the Irish.” my eyebrows raise because that is shocking. The Irish normally don’t like to work with outsiders.
“Which family is it?”
“The Byrne’s.”
“What the fuck? What are they doing out here?” They almost never leave Boston or New York.
“Seems Mikolaj gave them ten percent of his docks in exchange for usage of their ships.” Shit.
“Do I want to know what for?”
“No.” he says, his nostrils flaring.
“Alright. Do we know where this meeting is taking place?”
“Yes. It will be at a neutral location. Lincoln Park Meeting room.”
“Alright then. Let’s get this over with.” My mind should be on what is ahead but all I can think about is my Luna. My mind is buzzing with how to get her into my home, and in my life as more than a passing fuck because to me she is more.
The drive goes by fast, my brother and I in the back seat and Aleksy and Bazyli in the front. They are our best friends from back home who came over here with us two years ago, when my grandfather was slain. We came here swearing vengeance thinking it was another faction only to find out it was my uncle. By the time we made it, Jakub had cut out the heart of the snake.
When all was said and done, we were prepared to go back to Polska, where my family business is, which is something they are also a part of. In Poland we are known as the Mafia Zielinska but then Jakub asked for my help. I offered to send them back to our mother country, but they refused to leave us here without them. They are loyal and know what it means.