“Good,” Black said and stood up.
“You have a beautiful family here, Mikey. I’m proud of you.” Big Tony laughed. “But I’ve always been proud of you, Mikey.” He put his beefy arm around Black’s shoulder. “Now come on, let’s eat.”
They were served an elaborate meal consisting of roman wedge salad, butternut squash risotto and asparagus in a garlic tomato sauce. There was Italian fish chowder, lobster sambuca over fettuccini, Italian-style meatballs, and Chicken alla Boscaiola, all prepared to make your mouth water.
After dinner, while Felicita fussed over Shy and the children, Black and Big Tony retired to his study to have a glass of brandy and talk.
“I need you to do something for me, Mikey.”
“Anything, just ask.”
“I need you to kill Crazy Nicky for me.”
“Do you need me to do it myself, or do you just want him dead?”
“That’s why I love you, Mikey. No fuckin’ questions, just how you want it done.” Big Tony laughed and then sipped his brandy. “Just kill the bastard for me, Mikey. I don’t give a fuck how.”
The end of Retaliation
The Reign of Rain Robinson continues in:
PUNISHMENT
PUNISHMENT
Punishment
Roy Glenn
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Chapter One
Mike Black
“I need you to do something for me, Mikey.”
“Anything, just ask.”
“I need you to kill Crazy Nicky for me.”
“Do you need me to do it myself, or do you just want him dead?”
“That’s why I love you, Mikey. No fuckin’ questions, just how you want it done.” Uncle Tony laughed and then sipped his brandy. “Just kill the bastard for me. I don’t give a fuck how.”
“You want me to kill Johnny Boy too?” I asked.
“No, Mikey. You leave Johnny Boy alone,” Uncle Tony said and from that I knew that he had made a deal with Johnny Boy to kill Nicky and I was to be the executioner. I was good with that. I never liked Crazy Nicky or Johnny Boy for that matter, so I was happy to do Uncle Tony this service.
I took a second to think, why me? I mean, other than the fact that I owed him, why did they need me to hit Crazy Nicky, when both of them had plenty of button men that would be glad to do it.
I started to ask, why me? But then it came to me. The Commission hadn’t sanctioned the hit, so they had to go outside the house, and since I owed him for taking Nicky and Johnny Boy off my neck, I was the logical, if not the only choice and like I said, I was good with that.