Mick Sinatra 3_His Lady, His Children, and Sal by Mallory Monroe

Author:Mallory Monroe [Monroe, Mallory]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Austin Brook Publishing
Published: 2015-10-16T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

“He’s been spotted, sir,” Danny Padrone said over the phone.

“Where?” Mick asked.

“A trailer park off of Lexington. It’s near the backrow. It’s a kind of rough area. But that’s one of his hangouts. One of his old ladies live there.”

“Is she there now?”

“Not as far as we could tell.”

“She left,” Mick heard another voice say.

“You sure?” Danny asked the voice.

“I saw her. I pretended to be looking for a different trailer. I saw her.”

“She left,” Danny said to Mick.

“Where are you now?” Mick asked. “He’s probably on the lookout.”

“That’s why we’re keeping out distance across the street from the trailer park altogether. It’ll be risky, but if you want we can try to snatch him.”

Mick thought about it. When the call came, he had been driving back to his office after every lead on his son’s whereabouts led nowhere. He was pleased to hear that they had eyeballed him. But he didn’t want a snatch and grab. Not yet. “No,” he said to Danny. “Give me the address. Let me handle it.”

“Want backup?”

“Stay where you are,” Mick ordered. “I’m going in alone. If I need you, I’ll let you know.” Adrian was a boil on Mick’s butt right now, but he was still his son. He didn’t want any extra guns to, accidentally or otherwise, do extra damage.

After getting the address, Mick made his way to the trailer park. He saw Danny’s Lexus across the street in the parking lot of a convenience store, with Danny and three of Mick’s other men inside, and Danny gave him a salute. But Mick’s Maserati kept going, through the entrance of the trailer park, but not straight toward the back. He went around all of the trailers and made his way, not to the front nor back of Adrian’s trailer, but to the side of his trailer, where there were no windows. He parked his car there, got out, and headed for the front door. And then he knocked. If the door wasn’t opened immediately, he would kick it down.

But Adrian had looked through the peephole, saw that it was his father, and let out an expletive-laden exhale. He should have known he would find him. He just never expected to be found this soon. But he knew he had no choice. They didn’t call his father Mick the Tick for nothing. He unlocked and opened the door.

Mick entered the home cautiously, looking directly at his son rather than his son’s surroundings. He saw the gun at Adrian’s side, and he smelled the fear. Adrian, he could tell, had been to the rodeo before. This was not his first time killing a man. But he had never been to one quite this big, and with stakes this high.

Adrian closed the door. “I did what I had to do,” he said quickly, in a voice that sounded petulant to Mick. “And I’m not sorry.”

Mick kept staring at him. He was a weak kid. Too weak to be a gangster. But here they were.

“He pulled his gun,” Adrian continued, “so I pulled mine.

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