Page 42 of Teddy Sinatra: Go Your Own Way
Mick got up as soon as they walked out and went to his arms cabinet. Opening it, Marco was amazed by the amount of firepower he saw. Mick began to load up. The Gabrinis, without being told a thing, began to load up with weaponry too.
Marco was lost. “What’s going on?”
“They’re going to be backup for Teddy and Nikki,” Ameila said calmly.
“Back up? But does he even know where they’re going to meet?”
Amelia looked at Marco with that sidelong,you got to be kiddinglook.
“What was I thinking? You’re right. Boss knows,” Marco said, and Amelia laughed. But it was no laughing matter to Roz.
Mick glanced at her after he loaded up and was about to leave. She had nothing to say to him. She was tired of all these strikes then retribution, strikes then retribution. Another vicious cycle Mick started.
And since Mick was tired of it too, but said nothing to her, either, as he left.
It was understood without a word being spoken that Big Daddy, Amelia, and Marco would stay back to protect the home front as Reno, Sal, and Tommy Gabrini followed Mick.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
Teddy drove his Bugatti to the usual meeting place: the back parking lot of an abandoned, boarded-up strip mall. Already waiting, in his limo, was Potter Rarsi and his driver.
“We got company, Boss,” the driver said as Teddy drove up.
“Teddy and who?”
The driver watched as Nikki got out of the Bugatti. “It’s Nikki.”
“Oh.” Rarsi sat back again. “I’m surprised she didn’t come with him sooner. Everybody knows whenever there’s mess going on they fly together.”
The driver got out and opened the back door of the limousine. “What up, Nick. What up, Teddy T,” he said as first Nikki and then Teddy spoke and got onto the backseat. The driver remained outside at the door as he closed the pair in.
Rarsi smiled. “Hello Nikki. Looking beautiful as ever. I haven’t seen you in a month of Sundays.”
“How’s it going, Potts?”
“It’s gone better. I’m looking to retire, which is never easy.” Then he looked next to her. “My condolences, Ted. That was a punk-ass move to take out that many guys all at once. And to go after Mick’s kids?” Rarsi shook his head. “Even I’m not that crazy.”
“No?”
Rarsi stared at Teddy. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Since you know better than to go after Pop’s kids, then why was one of your men in one of the cars that ambushed them?”
Rarsi looked genuinely floored. “One ofmymen? What are you talking? Which one of mine was in that car?”
“Hal Janantoni.”
“What? HJ was in that car?”
“Along with two other men, yes.”
“You hired him right?” asked Nikki.
“No,” said Rarsi. “Denny hired him while I was out of the country. The old man gave his approval, so what could I do about it? But that was a while back. What beef HJ got with Mick?”
“More likely with me,” said Teddy.
“What do you mean?”
