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After approaching Grant Park minutes later, the race had already started, and few of the people whose drivers I sponsored were gearing up to go. I shook hands with two of my friends from the cartel family, Custant and Pirtinaci. All of us grew up in strict households with a family-first mentality. The cartel was in our blood.
“Are you racing today?” I interrogated, Custant the hot head out of the three of us. Reminded me of my brother Renato, he works under him as an enforcer.
“Not tonight, who’s the girl?” Custant quipped.
“Nyla, my wife.” All eyes were aimed at us, and I knew she felt out of place. To reassure her, I wrapped my hand around her waist, hugging her close.
“Vincenzo must really like you,” Pirtinaci taunted, eyeing her seductively.
“Watch your eyes.” I pointed at him, making him back up and hold his hand to his chest, like he was hurt.
Nyla laughed at our play fighting.
“Why do you say that?”
“He never brings a girl around,” Custant assured.
“I keep hearing that from his family. What about Angelina?”
Shaking my head, she had no idea. “Angelina was business only, and now that I hired someone new to run my schedule, I was happy to let her go.”
The race began, and I held Nyla close. I stared behind me. Carter and Romo stood back, giving us space. After taking in the large crowd, my jaw clenched upon seeing Gianney Greco across from us, staring right at me.
“Calabresi Motors,” Nyla whispered.
“I sponsor them.”
Then she lifted her head in awe and stared at me. “You're a jack of all trades.”
“I try to be.”
Announcers blew through the horn, engines revved up as the flag came down, and everybody cheered, clapping their hands watching to see who’d come out on top. The more I got involved, the more it could come to fruition to invest in a major team in NASCAR as a silent partner in a big money business. Having the Calabresi name on the national level in legal business was my goal.
“Wait, is that Gianney?” Nyla stated, trying to walk over until I pulled her back.
“What are you doing?”
“Gianney, I need to see him.”
“He’s going to be dealt with Nyla. You can’t go warning him.”
I couldn’t hold onto her, as she jerked away. “He’s my friend.”
Finally pulling back up, my guy won, and most of the crowd huddled together. I pulled Nyla to the side, gently pushing her up against the wall.
“Let me make myself clear. You are my wife, and Gianney is my enemy.”
Her eyes darkened in my direction. “So, an enemy of yours is an enemy of mine. No conversation.”
“Yes, that’s how the cartel works. Being a Sartori, you should know the rules.”
“I don’t follow rules.”
“As my wife you will.”
“If I don’t?” she challenged me.
Gun fire struck out, and the crowds disbursed, running in all directions. I grabbed Nyla and ran through the crowd, searching for shelter. My men boxed us in from the front and back.
