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Authors: S.W. Frank
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I’ve supplied for others to gain access into the United States. They found my contact number on a man and it led straight to my door.”
“Why didn’t you tell me this?”
“It was not your problem. What could you have done?”
“Such lack of trust, saddens me. What did they ask?”
“For me to wear the watch and get you to speak about Alfonzo and illegal activity. The y were interest ed in his political contacts here . ”
“But you didn’t ask me about Alfonzo .”
“I c ould not betray you. ”
Giuseppe’s solemn face told his thoughts. He could not turn back from the deed. The pain seared his skin as the salty sweat seeped in. “What promise was given?”
“My father and I will avoid jail. My father is older, his heart is weaker. He would not survive the harshness of a cell. He spent fifteen years in his youth in one and h e would rather die than return.”
“Ah, Roberto. If only you had faith in our friend ship we would not be here. ” He gripped the man’s shoulders. “I believe what you say.”
Roberto nodded, “Do it. I rather it ’s at your hands.”
He released the man and removed a jeweled blade from a velvet cloth in his pocket. In the blanketed dark it s sparkly jewels glistened . Roberto’s eyes were on it. The craftsmanship was designed for a king. To die with it brought a smile to his lips, “ Rumors are truths with lies. Is that what I believe it is?”
“Yes, in death there’s peace f orever , my friend .” Giuseppe leaned in and hugged Roberto sadly. He gripped the man tight simultaneously plunging the blade deep into his friend’s heart. Roberto’s body jerked, there was a gasp and Giuseppe twist his wrist. Roberto went limp, the head slumped forward onto Giuseppe ’s shoulder and he held it u pright. The blade was pulled free and blood poured from his friend’s chest, but he held him, mourned him and let the sticky warm fluid stain him. He wanted to remember, his friend in death as he did in life. Had Roberto trusted him with this matter with the DSS, he would have removed his problem. Eradicated it, he had the means, but instead he’d chosen to compromise himself and that was his mistake.
He kissed the side of his friend’s head . He loved Roberto like a brother once . He lowered the lifeless body to the ground. The men immediately took possession of the corpse and tossed it in the rear of the sanitation truck. The side lever was pulled and Roberto’s body rolled back to mix with the trash then disappeared when the huge metal t eeth clamped shut .
“Get rid of the car, dismantle it, clean th is blood a nd leave no t one drip for anyone to follow! ” He instructed the men as he strolled to his car. Giuseppe looked at the blade. Its diamond encrusted hilt was adorned with a variety of priceless gems. H is ancestors were credited for forming what is now known as La Costra Nostra, w hen the w orking classes were ruled by Kings , but the modern organization is nothing more than a copy of its predecessor . The blade used to kill his friend was an antique. It belonged to his great great grandmother, a gift from Italy’s King to his mistress from Eritrea, Africa . He cleaned it on the hem of his jacket then climbed inside the car, his white shirt, tie-died red !
CHAPTER SIX
Nico drove up to the gate of the manicured estate and put the rental in park . He looked over the seat at the assortment of stuffed animals peeking over the large shopping bag. He’d taken his sons to FAO Schwartz and they helped him pick out age appropriate items for their younger siblings. They even pushed a card down in there somewhere. He t wisted around when the guard behind the bulletproof security station spoke. “Yeah, how can I help you?”
Nico angled his face toward the security camera, “I’m here to see Selange, tell her it’s Nico.”
There was a pause. “Sorry Nico can’t.”
Well wasn’t this a surprise?
“Why the fuck not , Mike is
“Why didn’t you tell me this?”
“It was not your problem. What could you have done?”
“Such lack of trust, saddens me. What did they ask?”
“For me to wear the watch and get you to speak about Alfonzo and illegal activity. The y were interest ed in his political contacts here . ”
“But you didn’t ask me about Alfonzo .”
“I c ould not betray you. ”
Giuseppe’s solemn face told his thoughts. He could not turn back from the deed. The pain seared his skin as the salty sweat seeped in. “What promise was given?”
“My father and I will avoid jail. My father is older, his heart is weaker. He would not survive the harshness of a cell. He spent fifteen years in his youth in one and h e would rather die than return.”
“Ah, Roberto. If only you had faith in our friend ship we would not be here. ” He gripped the man’s shoulders. “I believe what you say.”
Roberto nodded, “Do it. I rather it ’s at your hands.”
He released the man and removed a jeweled blade from a velvet cloth in his pocket. In the blanketed dark it s sparkly jewels glistened . Roberto’s eyes were on it. The craftsmanship was designed for a king. To die with it brought a smile to his lips, “ Rumors are truths with lies. Is that what I believe it is?”
“Yes, in death there’s peace f orever , my friend .” Giuseppe leaned in and hugged Roberto sadly. He gripped the man tight simultaneously plunging the blade deep into his friend’s heart. Roberto’s body jerked, there was a gasp and Giuseppe twist his wrist. Roberto went limp, the head slumped forward onto Giuseppe ’s shoulder and he held it u pright. The blade was pulled free and blood poured from his friend’s chest, but he held him, mourned him and let the sticky warm fluid stain him. He wanted to remember, his friend in death as he did in life. Had Roberto trusted him with this matter with the DSS, he would have removed his problem. Eradicated it, he had the means, but instead he’d chosen to compromise himself and that was his mistake.
He kissed the side of his friend’s head . He loved Roberto like a brother once . He lowered the lifeless body to the ground. The men immediately took possession of the corpse and tossed it in the rear of the sanitation truck. The side lever was pulled and Roberto’s body rolled back to mix with the trash then disappeared when the huge metal t eeth clamped shut .
“Get rid of the car, dismantle it, clean th is blood a nd leave no t one drip for anyone to follow! ” He instructed the men as he strolled to his car. Giuseppe looked at the blade. Its diamond encrusted hilt was adorned with a variety of priceless gems. H is ancestors were credited for forming what is now known as La Costra Nostra, w hen the w orking classes were ruled by Kings , but the modern organization is nothing more than a copy of its predecessor . The blade used to kill his friend was an antique. It belonged to his great great grandmother, a gift from Italy’s King to his mistress from Eritrea, Africa . He cleaned it on the hem of his jacket then climbed inside the car, his white shirt, tie-died red !
CHAPTER SIX
Nico drove up to the gate of the manicured estate and put the rental in park . He looked over the seat at the assortment of stuffed animals peeking over the large shopping bag. He’d taken his sons to FAO Schwartz and they helped him pick out age appropriate items for their younger siblings. They even pushed a card down in there somewhere. He t wisted around when the guard behind the bulletproof security station spoke. “Yeah, how can I help you?”
Nico angled his face toward the security camera, “I’m here to see Selange, tell her it’s Nico.”
There was a pause. “Sorry Nico can’t.”
Well wasn’t this a surprise?
“Why the fuck not , Mike is
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