Alfonzo by S. W. Frank

Author:S. W. Frank [S. W. Frank]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
ISBN: 1478317450
Published: 2011-12-23T08:00:00+00:00

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CHAPTER TWENTY

Music reached their position thirty feet away. Festivities were underway at Maria Diaz’ house. They were celebrating Alfonzo’s twenty-fourth birthday. Marchese and Winoski witnessed guests emerge from expensive cars carrying gifts and wine. Impeccably dressed people beamed as they walked toward the brownstone.

“Holy Shit!” Marchese screeched causing Carey to look up from her mystery novel inquisitively.

“What you got?” She said sliding up from a slouched position.

Marchese pointed to a sleek BMW and the two men standing at the curb. She’d seen those faces before, but where?

As she tried to recall, her partner looked around frantically. Where the hell was the FBI detail? He immediately called the Lieutenant. “L.T., what the hell is going on? We’re outside the Diaz residence and the Serano brothers have arrived. Where the fuck is the FBI on this?”

That’s it! The Serano’s were mob hitmen from Palermo. She sat the book down and checked her weapon. This didn’t make any sense. Why were they ascending the steps to the Diaz home? What connection did the Diaz’ have to the mafia? Too many unanswered questions and she wanted answers. She reached for the door-handle when Marchese stopped her.

“Hanlon wants us to lay low, he’s contacting the Bureau.” He pointed at the men, “It looks like they come bearing gifts.”

“It’s a ruse, we can’t sit here and do nothing if a hit is about to go down.”

“They know we’re here. They’ve spotted us. This isn’t a hit, it’s a cordial visit.”

She holstered her weapon, “This is getting interesting. We need to get a court order to bug the house.”

The front door was opened by a teenage girl. The men were not let in. Good!

They monitored the situation from their vantage point as a woman, Alfonzo’s mother, appeared in the doorway. From her expression she was not pleased to see the visitors. The twin on the right handed her a present and said something. Carey was anxious to know what it was. Too bad they didn’t have proper surveillance equipment in place.

Marchese’s cell phone vibrated and he answered. The Lieutenant was giving him a rundown on what he’d been told by the Bureau. Somehow the FBI lost the men near the Fifty-ninth Street Bridge an hour ago and were heading to their location. They were told to tail the men if the agents didn’t arrive and contact Lieutenant Hanlon.

The twins descended the stairs, one turned in their direction then without concern causally entered the BMW. As the car pulled away Carey saw someone peer from the window. This was becoming more interesting by the hour.

“The FBI lost ‘em and now we have to do their fucking job!” Marchese said through clenched teeth. He worked years undercover and got to know people on the street. There are inconsequential street players and professionals. The Serano’s were professionals. If they wanted to wipe out somebody they wouldn’t arrive in full view bearing gifts. They were big-time mafia protectors sent to handle sensitive jobs. The brothers were suspects in countless murders of mob informants in America and Europe.

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