Made Man Dante by Liliana Rhodes

Author:Liliana Rhodes [Rhodes, Liliana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Jaded Speck Publishing
Published: 2014-11-08T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

Dante

Talk about bad timing. It had been five days since I last saw Gia and when she finally called, Mitcham and I were arriving at the restaurant for our meeting with Phil Palumbo, Boss of the Palumbo family, and his associates.

Holding my phone in my hand, I looked down at the screen with sadness. I wanted to talk to her and convince her to come back, but this wasn't the right time. Love was a disability when it came to meetings like these.

I missed her. I longed to hold her close, to feel her soft body melt against me. Maybe I should have called her, but I was giving her the space she asked for. I had my heart broken before, I couldn't go through that again. But it wasn't about me, it was about her. I didn't want to live without Gia.

Sonny pulled the car up to the curb in front of Nino's Trattoria. The small family owned restaurant was agreed on as a neutral place for us to meet. Leaning forward, I put my hand on Sonny's shoulder.

"Keep the car running," I said.

I didn't need to explain. Sonny knew things could go bad and Mitcham and I would need to leave quickly.

A steady rain fell as Mitch and I exited the car. The front of the restaurant had a large window and a glass door. An engraved wooden sign hung over the door with the restaurant's name. Phil Palumbo sat with his consigliere, Joseph Vivandi, and two associates at a rectangular table by the window.

Fucking idiots, I thought. Anyone with decent aim and a happy trigger finger could take these men out. I should know, the number of hits I did on people in restaurants just like this were too many to count. The thought brought the darkness back and I instinctively reached for my gun in my shoulder holster.

Damn! I forgot no weapons were allowed for the sit down. My gun was in the backseat of the car and my holster was empty. I felt naked as I entered the restaurant without my piece, but I wasn't there as a Soldier. I was a Capo now. I had to remember there were other people to take care of that business for me.

Phil Palumbo and his men stood as we entered. Each man wore the unspoken Mafia uniform of a dark suit. Phil's was especially expensive looking. I kept an eye on them as I surveyed the restaurant.

The main room was small with no more than ten tables. At the back was an opening into the kitchen where they passed the food to the wait staff. Other than a waiter, the busboy, and the cook in the kitchen, the restaurant was empty except for a family of five sitting at a large round table in the middle of the room. That table was the safest place to be.

I listened to the family's conversation as I walked over to them. They were already enjoying their meals and didn't seem to notice anything else going on.

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