Mafia Lullaby: A Dark Captive Romance by Alta Hensley & Measha Stone

Author:Alta Hensley & Measha Stone [Hensley, Alta]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-05-17T16:00:00+00:00

Costello pulled his car up to the back entrance of an abandoned warehouse. Well, as far as the local government knew it was abandoned. It made for a secure meeting spot and storage facility for the Romeros’ stockpile.

Frank didn’t just use Lullaby in the House, he sold and distributed to clients of the House. Lullaby wasn’t a permanent change to the girls’ mental status. It wore off rapidly if they weren’t constantly fed the drug. Lullaby girls needed to take a dose twice a day at minimum to keep from coming out of their drugged haze. Girls who were fed more than two doses were even more pliable. Some regressed even younger than those Frank trained in the House.

As a business strategy, Frank had smarts. Keep them needing the drug, and you kept the Daddies on the hook as clients. No one else had anything close to Lullaby, and Frank made damn sure it stayed that way.

After parking, Costello headed to the bay area door. Sam and Nicky pushed the door open, already waiting on him.

“I’m not even late and you guys are ready to bust my balls.” Costello laughed as he shook their hands in turn and followed them inside the dark and dank warehouse.

“Been a hell of a day.” Nicky rubbed the back of his neck. “Johnny was here this morning with all his fucking charts and projections.”

Sam groaned. “If I gave a shit about projections, do you think I’d be in this line of work?”

“For a few minutes I thought he was gonna bust out a projector and put on a whole show for us.” Sam laughed.

“He does like his numbers.” Costello followed them to the back of the warehouse to the offices. Crates and boxes piled up on each side of them, forming a hallway of sorts. “Get a new shipment in?” Costello asked.

“Yeah. Just this morning. Got some new distribution lines to work out. That’s what had Johnny’s dick so hard with his charts. Gotta make sure the lines work without any fucking mess-ups before he’ll okay a larger move,” Sam explained.

“Frank has to give his okay, too, though right?” Costello asked, taking a seat at the table in the back office.

“I’m sure he does,” Nick responded with a shrug. “I don’t get involved with that shit. Ask too many questions, next thing you know there’s bullets flying through your living room window.”

Costello nodded. He knew the truth of that better than either of them in the room. His father had worked for Frank’s father. Freshman year of high school, Costello got home from a football game to find police crawling all over their front yard and house.

His father had been asking too many questions, trying to learn the business, and work his way up out of just working collections for Carlos Romero. Carlos’ brother Mario, the suspicious asshole he was, started thinking the worst. Seeing Anthony’s questions as evidence seeking, Mario called Anthony a rat and had a hit taken out on him.

The kill was unsanctioned, and unfounded.

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