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32
Nico
We wait on the dock while the men tie the vessel lines. My father and I, surrounded by our men, observe from the sidelines. We have painstakingly gone through hours of surveillance, weeks of investigations to get to this point.
Our fourth shipment is due to arrive on this boat.
We know the Cossis had access to this information because we fed it to them through Senator Cosa.
Our men at the other docks say they saw someone slip onto the boat, a tactic consistent with the other attacks.
Unfortunately for that soldier, if he was a Cossi spy, he was in for a rude awakening. Two dozen of our finest men were waiting for him.
And now, this is the moment of truth.
Alec approaches the gangway and strides up to greet the captain. They talk and I clutch my gun when the captain points to the far corner of the deck.
I crane my neck to see what he’s pointing at. When Alec turns to us, he gives us the signal.
The men cheer. The shipment is safe. Alec motions for some of the men to join up and they charge up the gangway, helping him bring down a water-worn crate.
Two of our men trail behind him, dragging a bedraggled looking man with his arms and legs taped together. They dump him at Albert’s feet.
We look down at him with distaste.
He’s dirty and reeks of piss. I don’t even need to know his name to know who he belongs to. The distinctive tattoos on his arms give it away.
Cossi.
On Albert’s command, someone rips the tape off his face. The man immediately starts pleading for his life. Begging, sobbing, promising us whatever we want in exchange for mercy.
Unfortunately for him, we only want one thing: the truth.
“Who sent you?” I ask
“Cossi.” He answers, quickly.
“Just Lorenzo?” I ask again.
“No, no – Mr. Cossi and his friend - the suit”
It’s all the information we need to know. I turn to Albert and he frowns but gives the nod.
Tommy pulls out his gun and shoots the man point blank.
“Get rid of the body and get this product off the dock,” he barks.
“And the other part of this, Father?” I ask, looking over at Enzo.
I’ve been waiting for this day for a long, long time. I crack my knuckles in anticipation.
Albert turns to us. “Make it quick and make it clean. But yes,” he nods, his voice clipped and the anger visible in the lines of his forehead, “kill the son.”
That’s all I need to know. I can’t stop the grin that spreads across my face.
Time to die, fucker.
