Enforcer: A Prequel Novella to the New Mafia Trilogy by E. J. Fechenda

Author:E. J. Fechenda [Fechenda, E. J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-02-23T00:00:00+00:00

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When we didn’t turn in the direction of Crimson, Mike was too busy talking to us to notice. He was in that state of drunkenness where he rambled on and every other word was unintelligible.

“Man, I gotta piss, we’re not there yet?” The latter part of his question tapered off as he looked out the window at graffiti covered walls as we sped down Columbus Boulevard toward the former Philadelphia Electric Company’s Delaware Generating Station, a hulking shell of an industrial era that loomed on the banks of the Delaware River. “What the fuck?”

“Marco wants to have a chat,” I said, staring Mike down in the rear view mirror.

“About what? I didn’t do nothing.” His tone was sulky and defensive.

“Don’t fucking lie,” Joey interjected, surprising me since he usually let me do all of the talking. “We saw you on the surveillance footage.”

“Wh- what are you talking about?”

Joey pivoted to face the backseat and snatched Mike’s right wrist. “Your tattoo dickhead,” he said, turning Mike’s hand, putting the ink on display.

Sweat broke out across Mike’s forehead and it glistened in the glow of the dashboard lights. He swallowed hard and started shaking so much that Joey’s body was practically vibrating. One of Philly’s toughest MMA fighters was reduced to terror at the prospect of meeting Marco. He had every reason to be afraid, I didn’t know of anyone who survived a meeting held at the old power plant.

The drunk security guard waved us through and shut the rusted gate behind my car. He had been on Marco’s payroll for a while, which made coming and going a lot easier. The parking lot asphalt was soft in some spots and missing in others. The lines for parking spaces had faded long ago. In the distance, lights illuminated a bank of generators still in operation by the energy company that owned the property. The hulking, museum-like main building made of was abandoned and had been for over twenty years. With the moon overhead the dozen or so corroding stacks reaching up to the starless sky reminded me of a scene from a post-apocalyptic movie.

There were three cars parked in the shadows of the building, Marco’s Cadillac was one of them. Joey had texted him once we located Mike so it wasn’t a surprise that he was already here and waiting. At the sight of Marco’s car, Mike really started to lose his shit.

“Please Grant, we’re friends. I don’t understand.”

“We are not friends. You work for me and we both work for Marco. Did you really think you’d get away with it?”

Mike then tried to plead with Joey, but didn’t get anywhere. Instead Joey latched onto Mike’s arm and hauled him through the wide doorway into the deteriorating building. I followed behind and closed the door. It was dark and damp inside, the power had been cut off a long time ago. Things scurried, invisible in the darkness only their little claws were heard scratching on concrete floors. The sound of water dripping echoed throughout the cavernous room.

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