Goodfellas by Carl Weber

Author:Carl Weber
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2018-06-10T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

It was after midnight when Ricardo Wheeler decided to summon East to meet with him. After entering the office of his boxing gym, Ricardo sat behind a desk preparing to make the call. The walls of the office were covered with old fight posters, Sonny Liston versus Cassius Clay, Durán versus Leonard, to name a few. Ricardo picked up his cell phone and dialed. He had no contacts stored, just a knack for remembering numbers. He would have called from the office phone, except it was tapped. So was the other line in the gym. He knew it but kept them that way to mislead cops and any other unwanted listeners.

Across town, inside his bedroom, East lay awake in the bed with a cloud of weed smoke dancing above him. The only light in the room came from the TV. A rerun episode of Martin was playing, but he wasn’t paying it any mind. Suddenly, his phone rang on the nightstand, grabbing his attention. He ashed the weed. “What’s up?” he said answering on the third ring.

“Eastwood.” Ricardo was still the only person that had ever called East by his whole last name, so instantly he knew who the voice on the phone belonged to. “I need to see you.”

“Can it wait?” East asked, uninterested in getting out of his bed. It had already been a long day having to run around with Lauryn.

“Nah, it can’t. I need to see you right now,” Ricardo’s tone was serious and firm. “It’s important. My guys are waiting outside for you,” he declared.

East sat up in the bed. It was almost one in the morning.

What is so important that Ricardo sent his men to my apartment? he thought to himself. Something didn’t feel right. He got out of the bed and went into the living room with his gun in his hand. East walked over to the window and looked outside. He spotted Ricardo’s men exactly where he said they would be. In front of his apartment, standing in front of two black Mercedes.

“You still there?” Ricardo broke the long pause.

“Yeah, I’m here,” East answered in a low voice. “You wanna give me a heads-up on what’s this about?”

“Nah. You’ll find out when you get here,” Ricardo replied with finality. Then the line went dead.

East let the phone linger by his ear for a moment before he lowered it. He wasn’t sure what the fuck was happening. All he knew was something wasn’t right. He was caught off guard by the phone call and the tone of the conversation. Ricardo had always preferred to avoid the phone altogether. He usually handed down orders two men deep, to ensure that nothing could be traced back to him. He was old school, but the fact that he had made the call himself had East’s mind racing. He got dressed in a hurry and went outside where Ricardo’s stone-faced goons awaited him. An awkward silence came over them as he approached. Before he could get closer, they halted his progress by surrounding him.

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