Velvet Lullabies

Chapter Ten

Lucian was good with names and faces. A trait he inherited from his father. One he suspected made the both good leaders.

Joey Mendola was low level solider. He pedaled drugs for Gian DelGado’s crew. As far as Lucian knew, he was a stand-up guy, but then again, he didn’t really know.

Lucian tapped a finger against his jaw. “You know,” Joey was sweating next to him the dorm room hallway. He didn’t have to know Gian to know the guy didn’t want soldiers screwing with his sister. “I don’t have to tell Gian.”

Joey visibly relaxed, sagging against the cinderblock wall. “No?”

“No. But I need something in return then.”

“What?”

Lucian glanced back at the door to Adelina’s dorm where they came from. “You’re going to watch those girls. Specifically, Adelina DeMarco, and report back to me.”

Joey nodded feverishly. “I can do that.”

“I want a report daily.” Joey continued to nod at Lucians request. “And Joey?”

“Yeah?”

“Touch Adelina DeMarco, and I’ll kill you. Do you understand?”

With wide eyes his head continued to shake.

“Good boy.” Lucian gave him a pat on the shoulder.

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“Lucian Luchese.” Gian announced as the doors to his downtown club swung open. “I was wondering if you were going to stop by.”

“Gian,” Lucian greeted.

“So, I hear you’re engaged?”

“Si.”

“Congratulations then.”

History between the DelGado and Luchese family didn’t extend very far, but the DelGado’s were much easier to work with than Massimo or Vinny.

Before his death, Carlo Luchese spoked exclusively to Angelo DeMarco. He insisted that if Massimo wanted business to continue between the two families then he would stay out of all conversations.

It wasn’t a secret that the Luchese’s were not Massimo’s biggest fans.

Since Angelo’s death, Gian had taken over all business deals between the two families.

As far as Lucian could tell, Gian was a man of his word.

“Please, sit.” Gian directed him to a secluded table, not that Gian’s club had a huge lunch crowd. Gian’s club was nicer than the average mafia owned bar. The brick walls were accented with lights, the floors were a fresh dark wood, the bar top was a modern sleek concrete. The whole place looked like it belonged in a magazine.

“Nice place.” Lucian mused taking a seat in the booth Gian led him to.

“Thanks. Grand opening is this weekend if you’re looking for something to do.” Gian smiled.

“I’m sure Adelina and Gemma will be here?”

Gian laughed. “Probably. I can’t seem to keep them out of my clubs. I guess better here than in somewhere else.”