Mob Lust by Nova Rain

Author:Nova Rain
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2020-05-25T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

Donny

“Let’s kick the tires and light the fires.”

That was my last phrase before Joe switched on the engine of his Landcruiser.

Destination? Shandaken. Bryan and Jimmy had been up there for days, hiding from our enemies. As the powerful SUV roared onto the interstate, I felt my confidence rising. Joe had promised to help out, but it was clear that he had spoken too soon. His sweetheart was causing him—and us—problems, because she refused to face reality. With that issue resolved though, he was free to focus on the case. United, we could find those who wanted us dead, and deliver our own punishment. We had nothing to fear. In fact, it was our rivals who should now fear us. Not so long ago, we conspired against a Mafia Don, killed him, and came out on top. Some people in the organization suspected us, but none of them could prove our involvement. All they had were rumors and hearsay, and although shooting people was common in this life, nobody was shot without at least a shred of proof.

The scenic route to the Catskills sparked conversations between me and Joe. Neither of us had forgotten the tough times we went through when Joe had discovered the true identity of Michelle’s father. It was a time full of tension, tons of adrenaline and a huge desire to break free of the Santone family. We had done some bold and spectacular things, like blowing up his meth super lab. The atmosphere in the car on our way back to Joe’s cabin back then had been just unbelievable. We had been all celebrating, all smiling and cracking jokes, because we knew we had made a dent in his cash flow.

But, once we’d covered that, the mood in my friend’s SUV changed. I didn’t know what was going on in Joe’s head, but what killed my high spirits was simple. If Eric Santone’s cousin was the one who’d blown up that mall, it meant we were not done with that family yet. Worse still, getting to Kevin wasn’t going to be a picnic. He lived three thousand miles away, in a city none of us had ever been to. We knew jack about Los Angeles. And if there was one thing I’d learned in all this time working for the Mafia, it was that knowing the lay of the land was crucial. We just couldn’t run around in that city relying on maps.

The big wheels of the Landcruiser ripped through a patch of snow on the side of the road as Joe turned right and onto his property. The cabin looked like it could use some repairs. Planks on the outer walls had been scarred by hail and snow. There were small holes in quite a few of them, visible even from ten feet away.

A sweet, familiar scent hit my nostrils while my gaze roamed those walls: Burning wood. Along with the relaxing effect of the fireplace, it was one of the things I’d missed from our time on the mountain.

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