Page 37 of Teddy Sinatra: Go Your Own Way
When Teddy didn’t continue theno you’re not, yes I amconversation, Marco continued his introductions. “And that big guy over there is Charles “Big Daddy” Sinatra, the patriarch of our family. You don’t wanna fuck with him, trust and believe.”
Vivian laughed. “Nice to meet you, sir.”
“Likewise,” said Big Daddy.
“And that gorgeous young lady right there is Gloria, my Dad’s sister and another one of my aunties if you can believe it.”
“I can’t,” said a still-grinning Vivian.
“And this bombshell over here is Nikki. My father’s righthand man and wife and one dame you don’t want to trifle with. She can kick ass. For real.”
“Nice to meet you, Mrs. Sinatra,” Vivian said with a nod. He knew where to draw the playful line seemingly better than Marco did. But then the head of security for highly-sensitive matters in Mick’s entire syndicate knocked and then peeped in.
“Come on in, Bo,” Mick said, and Johnny Boreau walked on in. He was about to speak until he saw an unfamiliar face.
“Vivian, wait outside,” Teddy ordered.
Marco frowned. “What for, Pop? I told you he was my righthand man.”
“But he ain’t mine,” said Teddy. “Outside,” he said to Vivian.
By his facial expression alone, it was obvious that Vivian wasn’t accustomed to being dismissed from rooms. But it was also obvious that he’d never been in a room with heavyweights like Mick the Tick and Teddy T. “No worries,” he said, and left the room. The capo in the hallway guarding the door of Jackie’s suite closed the door after he walked out and eyed him suspiciously as he was trained to do.
When the door closed, Teddy looked at Bo. “What you got?”
But Marco was still offended. “That wasn’t necessary, Pop. You didn’t have to hurt Viv’s feelings.”
Teddy frowned. “What is he your girlfriend? What the fuck I care about Viv?”
“What you got?” Mick said to Bo.
“We weren’t able to ID anybody in the car that took on Duke and Jackie. They were burned beyond recognition.”
Marco glanced at Jackie, who recoiled at the thought. He sat on the bed beside her.
“As for the three men that was in the gunfight with the twins’ security detail, we’ve been working nonstop, and it’s been difficult to work without drawing police attention. But we have our first positive ID on one of the three men.”
“Anybody we know?” Teddy asked.
“Ever hear of Mel Janantoni?”
“Janantoni? Never heard of him. You Pop?”
“No.”
But Marco looked at Boreau. “Is it Mel or is it Hal?”
“It’s Mel like I said.” Boreau opened the folder he had in his hand. “Oh no. Excuse me, you’re right. It’sHalJanantoni.”
Everybody was looking at Marco. “You know him?” Nikki asked him.
“He used to make runs to South America for some guys I knew.”
They all understood what that meant. He made runs for Marco.
“But when I moved my enterprise to California,” Marco continued, “we lost touch. Last I heard he was a lieutenant in an outfit around this area.”
This interested all of them. “Which one?” Teddy asked.
