Exit Code by Don Pendleton

Author:Don Pendleton [Pendleton, Don]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Action & Adventure, Fiction
ISBN: 9780373643202
Google: KTtXAgAAQBAJ
Amazon: 0373643209
Goodreads: 23512309
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2005-07-01T12:00:00+00:00

Boston, Massachusetts

SERGE GRANO SAT in the same chair he’d occupied a hundred times before and tapped his fingers nervously on his knee. He thought about the fact that old man Lenzini had probably kept him waiting on purpose. Nonetheless, Grano couldn’t say he really minded. He respected Mr. Lenzini. The same couldn’t be said for most of the men. He would have done anything for his boss. He considered the old man brilliant, and he was totally devoted to their cause. Still, he hadn’t been comfortable with the idea of working for the Arabs. No, check that—they were working with the Arabs. In either case, it didn’t make much sense to Grano. They could have just as easily made their money the old-fashioned way.

Grano had to admit that he was probably a dinosaur when it came to business sense for the Family. He was used to the old-fashioned way of doing things: squeezing local business owners for protection, laundering funds in Vegas, and moving everything from one place to another where the highest bidders were waiting. Grano had damn near done it all. In fact, he’d originally started with old man Lenzini when the guy was just small potatoes. His primary job was mule, escorting jewels, chicks, or guns from here to there without drawing attention and without getting screwed by the other side. Yeah, he’d moved just about everything—except dope.

Fortunately, Lenzini had been smart enough not to get into that game, and that’s what frosted his ass the most about guys like Pescia. All right, so they wanted to have their own territories and flex their muscles like they were big men. Grano didn’t have an issue with that. Except when it started to compromise the old man, or when it drew attention from the Feds. That’s where Grano had to draw the line, and it looked like that time had come for Pescia.

Grano looked up at the sound of the door in the wall sliding aside and stood out of respect as Lenzini came in. The troop boss didn’t hesitate, though, when Lenzini waved him into his seat. He could tell there was a bit of disgust in Lenzini’s tone, but the old man was holding back his temper. His health couldn’t afford the kind of venom with which Lenzini had once run his organization. Any overexertion, mental or physical, could be an immediate death sentence.

“Relax, Serge,” Lenzini said as he stopped behind his desk. “You’re among family. There’s no reason to be so goddamned formal.”

“Of course, Don Lenzini.”

Lenzini said, “I understand the situation in San Francisco turned serious.”

“Yes, Don Lenzini.”

“You want to explain it to me?”

Grano could only shrug. “We missed hitting Pescia, boss. Our guys jumped too soon, and Lambretta left them in the cold.”

“What do you mean?”

“I guess the freaking guy was armed to the teeth,” Grano replied.

“Of course he was!” Lenzini spit. “What the fuck did you think would happen, Serge? This guy has one hell of a reputation! He’s as loyal as they

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