Page 38 of Heart Of A Goon II

I knew the Casellis were plugged in, but to know it and witness the shit was two different things. I hopped out the back of the Rez with Menace. He was quiet always, but he was even quieter than usual. Being away from his wife wasn’t something he was a fan of, and I could tell it made him anxious.

Menace was cool peoples, and a brother-in-law that would take some getting used to. However, the way the nigga kept opening and closing his eyes, then cracking his neck had me gripping my gun. I wouldn’t kill his crazy ass, but I’d beat his ass with this gun if he heard some voices, other than the ones that were actually speaking to him.

We pulled up to a mansion out in New Jersey. As the truck whipped around the winding roads leading up to the house, I checked my gun and leaned back as I waited until we got to the top.

“Guns stay in the whip,” he finally spoke.

I watched as he hit a code and a compartment slid back, exposing his gun. Sitting mine beside his, I rested against the chair until we stopped. Don’s Rezvani was pulling in behind ours, as we finally made it to the top. There was a bunch of foreign cars already parked, as the driver killed the engine.

Duke was supposed to be with Stevie, but last minute she sent him to be with Menace. When he pulled up on us, Menace almost seemed relieved. Duke wasn’t just security for him; he was his family.

He had different drivers and security reserved for him and his family in case his usuals weren’t available. However, he preferred Duke.

Duke walked around the truck and opened the door for Menace. I hopped out, rounded the truck and stood waiting for the next instructions.

All of this was organized, and some shit that I had never been a part of. Don stepped out his truck and looked over at his brother, while Beans walked around the truck and stood beside him. Don walked over and held his hand out, and his brother dapped his hand.

“She’s alive… stop thinking about it.” He already knew what was going through his brother’s head without him telling us.

Menace ignored him because nothing would make this right. His wife could have been murdered, and it was something that he would always think about. Someone had managed to get Menace Caselli in the room and was able to take shots at him. Something that wasn’t an easy feat, and nothing would be right until he was able to get the last laugh.

I remember making my way through the venue, and my mind was on my family: Boobie and our baby. They were the only thing on my mind, and until my eyes landed on her, I couldn’t think of anything else.

“Founding families. The Davis family, Vanducci-Cromwell family, and Caselli family make the founding families. There’s one more, but we don’t ever involve them.”

“Yeah, I know a little something about it.”

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I knew about the founding families, so I was familiar with what this meeting was going to be about. Menace was used to making moves on his own, however, you couldn’t do that when you belonged to something bigger. He had to get permission, because one move affected everyone involved.

Everyone’s money was in this some way or another, so he had to make sure everyone gave their approval.

Me on the other end, I would have blown the city up and asked for forgiveness later. It seemed like that was the course that Menace was going to take, but Corleon was the one who was making him have this sit down.

The sound of wheels crushing the gravel caused us all to turn around. We watched as two black Range Rovers pulled up the winding driveway, and a black Maybach followed behind, with another Range Rover behind it.

“Kora,” Menace muttered.

I watched as the cars all pulled away, and pulled off to the side, while the Maybach pulled up. The driver hopped out, walking around and opening the back door. The gold Louboutin pumps crushed the gravel as the rest of the body followed.

Kora stepped out, tossing her purse onto her shoulder and coming around the car door. The doors from the Range Rovers opened and I recognized Teflon. I had met him a while back at that meeting when Kora decided she wanted to cosplay as a glass maker.

“No,” Menace spoke.

Teflon nodded his head. “Zoo already spoke… you already know whatever he says.” He came over to dap me, Corleon, and Don up.

There was something peculiar about Teflon that I couldn’t put my finger on. When I first met him, I felt like something was different about him. Though, he was quiet and didn’t speak much, I could just feel it.

There was another man who came out the other Range Rover. He was brown skin, muscular, and tall. His tattoos covered most of his body and came over and dapped Don and Corleon.

When he made it to me, we offered each other a head nod. “Trigga.”

“Goon,” I replied.

“Why does Zoo know about this, Kora?” Corleon took the words from Menace’s mouth.

“He knows about everything. Not much that nigga doesn’t know… even about this one’s little relationships,” Teflon chuckled.