Page 21 of Amadeo
As we walked along, he broached the subject of Deacon again, “I had assumed that you knew about Deacon Walker’s past.”
“I knew several things. His age, his vocation and the fact that he is in a coma.”
“There’s lots more to know.” He tugged on my hand and led me to the rose area. “He has a long history of bad deeds. I’ve seen the evidence only because Luca had looked it all over whenwe were locked down at Descalia corp for two weeks. From what we read about him, he worked with his mother. And let me tell you…that woman was a crime boss of the likes I have never seen before.” He offered for me to sit on the bench.
Even though the moon was out, the estate was currently shading the rose garden. So there was just the low lighting along the ground to see by. Sitting on the bench, I looked at what I could see of the roses. Then I glanced over at him. “But your father is part of the Fam—”
He raised his hand at me. “Most of our operations are legal, Gia. We do not deal in drugs or trafficking people. Do we bend the law a bit, like selling things that aren’t taxed, maybe? Yes. But we mostly own businesses, stocks, companies and the like. In fact, Descalia Corp employs over three thousand people. We aren’tthemafia. We are associated with them, yes. But we are mostly legal.” He shrugged his shoulders. “I myself have never broken a law.”
“What is it that you do? I mean for the corporation?”
“I fly the bosses around, pick up business investors. Fly them in. Like I said I love flying and my father tolerates me doing that. He wanted me in an office, but I cannot stand being cooped up there. I also help with security.”
“That’s it?”
Nodding he said, “We are a business. I mean like I said, my father has ties with the Famiglia, but hell, I’ve only seen a few of them.”
“Ok, I am glad you cleared that up.”
“But Deacon’s mother. She dealt in all of it. Drugs, gunrunning and she trafficked in human beings. You name the vice and she had a finger in it. I saw undeniable truth in the files we have on her.”
“But her son was FBI?”
“Sure, she put him through school to become an agent. That way, she was covered.” He looked over at me. “She was also very sick. In the head, I mean. She went after her own family all because she fell in love with the man her sister married. So she stalked them, attacked them and killed some of them. The Walker family from here and the Texan Walkers. I also saw evidence that showed that Deacon helped her to do that. He was running it with her and after she committed suicide, he ran it for her. He took over her vendetta and her illegal businesses.”
“So how did your family get involved with him?”
“My father told you that already. My brother Gio got together with Glory Walker. Who, by the way, was kidnapped by Deacon.”
“What?” I was stunned.
“You heard me right. The Walkers finally caught his mother. Then he had been instructed by her beforehand that if that ever happened, Deacon was to take Glory Walker from Texas. Hold her and trade her for his mother.”
“Oh, my God.”
“Yes,oh.my.god. So both the Louisiana Walkers and the Texas Walkers rescued her. Then she was coming here with Gio to see us after that ten year separation, I told you about. On their way here, Deacon sent killers after them. So, to my father, that was an act of war. Hell, to me at the time, it was too. Gio is my brother. Tito and Rocky are Zia’s sons, my cousins. Those men on that freeway actually tried to kill them all. You’re damned right we resented Deacon’s attack.”
“Wait a minute. I was told Mr. Walker was in a plane crash. How did he get into your custody?”
He let out a sigh. “Not my custody. I just guard him.”
“Oh, wow. So your father…” I couldn’t say it aloud but he might have had Deacon’s plane shot down.
“I wasn't there, so I cannot say for sure.”
“Ok…I see it better now,” I told him. “Although, I still feel the same way. I am his doctor and I will do my best to help him.”
“But can you?” He looked over at me. “Can you really help him?”
I gazed up at the moon then stretched my legs out. “I will help if and when he wakes up.”
“I just cannot understand why you chose the medical career that you have,” he said.
I sat up straighter and squared my shoulders. “I had a very good reason.”
Amadeo stared at me in the moonlight and asked, “A personal reason?”
Nodding my head, I didn’t elaborate on this subject. It hurt too damn much and I didn’t want him to see that.
