Carl Weber's Kingpins by Marcus Weber

Author:Marcus Weber
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2018-09-18T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

Moving In and Moving Up

Antonio laughed at Emil’s corny joke. “Man, you’re one funny old man.”

Emil clapped him on the shoulder and smiled. “I hope you’re feeling at home here.”

Antonio nodded his approval. His relationship with Emil was blossoming. In Antonio’s eyes, Emil was happy to have all three of his sons working for him. He’d been pointing out to Hayden and Jackson how well business was doing since Antonio had come aboard. Sometimes, Emil made Antonio uncomfortable when he sang his praises. Antonio knew Jackson didn’t like Emil to shower Antonio with praises at all.

“Whose turn was it to buy lunch?” Emil asked loudly as he took his seat for his weekly lunch meeting with his sons.

“Mine, why?” Jackson replied.

“Just asking,” Emil said, winking at Antonio. They started laughing.

“Fuck is that supposed to mean?” Jackson snapped, looking from his father to Antonio and back again.

Emil held up his hand. “It was a little joke between me and my son. Let’s get to the business at hand. Let’s start with the numbers. Hayden?”

Hayden moved uncomfortably in his seat and fiddled with the stack of papers in front of him.

“Um, well . . .” Hayden stammered.

Antonio, Jackson, and Emil all looked on, confused.

“Spit it the fuck out,” Jackson shouted.

“The intake collected from the gambling spots Antonio is in charge of does not match the books,” Hayden said, clearly uncomfortable with what he had to say.

Antonio sat up in his chair. “Wait, what? That’s impossible.”

Emil raised an eyebrow at Hayden. “Are you sure it was Antonio’s spots?”

“I’m positive,” Hayden said firmly. “I did the count over and over.”

“That’s bullshit!” Antonio spat. He was shocked by Hayden, who’d always seemed to have his back.

“Nah, somebody must’ve dipped in after the collection,” Jackson said, shockingly intervening on Antonio’s behalf.

“Don’t fucking gang up on me! I’m telling you what was in the count!” Hayden barked, angry that Jackson would dare go against him for Antonio. “How the fuck do you know that it wasn’t him? It damned sure wasn’t me!”

“Well, nigga, something ain’t kosher here at all. I helped with the count, I sealed the bags myself and rode with bruh to drop it off,” Jackson continued.

Hayden’s eyes flashed with fire. Suit or not, he wasn’t about to let them flip this on him for Antonio’s sake. He’d been the one to accept Antonio into the fold before Jackson, and now they were flipping it on him.

Emil stood up. “Enough. A simple solution to this is that Hayden needs to check his people, because they must’ve pocketed the money that they were being paid to clean.”

Hayden slapped his hands on the table in front of him and shot up from his chair. Seeing his father agree with the black sheep son and the illegitimate son fueled Hayden’s anger even more. “Fuck all of y’all,” Hayden hissed.

Antonio wasn’t all that shocked. Being a star athlete his entire life, Antonio had dealt with jealous haters for a long time. He easily recognized the jealousy in his own brother’s eyes.

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