“Where are you meeting?” I demand. I know he’s not going to tell me shit but I’m trying here.

He laughs and blood runs down the side of his mouth.

“Really? You seriously think I’m going to tell you that Giordano?”

“Motherfucker, you shouldn’t have come out tonight.” I shake my head.

“That’s the difference between us and you people. we always try no matter the loss. It’s fine though. I’m just one down. Stephanou’s going to butcher you and yours. You people have taken too much away from us this time. Too much. You’re all dead.”

“Fucking come for us, we’ll deal with you and yours,” I counter and he laughs.

“And we’ll just keep taking from you. That girl didn’t even know she was dead when I cut off her head.” He wobbles but still laughs. These assholes always know how to strike a nerve. “Got a good fuck from her first though. Got her good when she bent down to pull on her panties. Her head just came right off. Fresh and ready to gift wrap. Hot girl, although I would have loved to start with Mimi what a cute name. Your babygirl….”

His eyes close and he drops to the ground.

Gabe comes back with Nick and Claudius.

“Ricardo got away,” I tell them.

There’s nothing more to say. I don’t bother to talk about the guilt I feel or the worry over Mimi.

I’m an asshole for thinking I’m lucky it wasn’t her. I’m a prick for even contemplating it.

I push the guilt and worry to the back. They’re both emotions I can’t afford.

Chapter Thirty-Three

Mimi

“I gottameeting set up with Porter in two hours,” Gina says handing me the little piece of paper in her hands. “I told him you wanted to talk to him about William Russo so he wouldn’t have any cause to think you were there for trouble.”

“Thank you,” I answer and thank my lucky stars that Gina is so street smart.

Tony stands next to her, towering over her with his height and shifts his weight from one foot to the other.

I lean against the counter top by the bar and press my fingers into the cool granite surface as I look at the details on the paper.

It’s for a strip club called The Jade. It’s near the south side of the docks. A place I know to keep well away from.

As in far, far away.

It’s the kind of place where all the low life’s hang out. You either go for information on criminals, or if you need a hit on someone. Drugs, prostitution, any and everything illegal happens there, and if you’re gonna die, it will be there.

Shit… that’s where I’m going.

I stare ahead past the little tables of the restaurant and through the double doors where the people are walking on the side walk. Their shadows mingle with the streetlights and moonlight.

“I was thinking with security so tight we could take Tony. He blends in well around parts like that,” Gina states with a twinkle in her eyes .

I glance at Tony who’s already nodding. He’s impressed me, definitely. He’s barely left Gina’s side, even before all the bad started happening he was with her. like he was determined to show that he’s nothing like Mario.

“Girls, I’m gonna say I’m not happy with this,” he shakes his head now running a hand over his goatee. He looks a little like Van Gough with it, but like a very handsome version with his piercing blue eyes and olive skin.

I like the way he looks at Gina. I like how he cares for her.

“Tony I just need you to look out. That’s it,” Gina says.

“Like fuck. You, Gina…dollyou’re gonna get me fired and I’m crazy for doing everything you ask me to do.” He smirks at her.