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I use my weight and lunge backwards, taking him with me. I’ve had enough of this shit. It’s enough and I don’t want to fight anymore.

As I go down, I pull my guns from my back pocket and aim them at him, but… this is the testament of us. I have my guns on him but he has his on me too. We both pulled them at the same time on each other.

We’re kneeling and facing each other, him with blood running down his nose and me … I can taste blood in my fucking mouth and the back of my throat.

“Enough!” Pa yells. We both look at him then back to each other.

“Get up,” Vincent orders me. It’s the first he’s said anything since I got here. It’s crazy to think we spoke on the phone before I arrived and this is what happened next.

I stand and I’m still pointing my guns at him. He doesn’t even flinch. The thing is we’d both probably end up killing each other. After all it was him who taught me how to fight.

He stands too. “Nickoli, you fucking prick,” Vincent balks.

Pa walks up to us.

It’s only then we lower our guns on instinctual respect.

“What did you find out?” Pa asks me. “Word on the street is that you went on a blood rage. What did you find out?”

“I got a name, Hector Ramirez,” I reply.

Pa smiles. “Wonderful. However, son your journey ends here. No more of this shit. You are to stick to the books and your little club. We will deal with everything else, part and parcel. From Fontaine to Hector to the bugs they squish on their soles.”

“Pa –” I don’t get to say another word. He backhands me and I shut up but ball my fists at my side.

“No, just no…” Pa points at me. “Snade… that shouldn’t have happened Nickoli. You fanned the flames and in a big way. Snade was the Fontaines’ link man and they will be pissed as fuck at us. Don’t cross me again boy.”

I nod understanding, although I scowl.

I glance at Ma who looks as shaken as she always does when we have these disagreements. This one is bad though, it’s probably the first since Frankie that shit’s gotten real.

I look at Gabe and Salvatore, they look sympathetic toward me but no one says anything.

Knowing there’s nothing left to say I walk out.

I just get outside the door when Vincent calls me. I stop and glare at him.

He marches up to me and throws a punch in my face and then another and shoves me so hard I fall over.

He looks like he’s going to kill me. I would retaliate but I see fear in his eyes.

“You fucking asshole. I told you to let me deal with it. You think I want another dead brother fucktard?” He screams and gets up in my face. “What the hell is the matter with you? Want to get yourself killed?”

I get up and spit blood from my mouth.

“Message received loud and clear,” I seethe. “Message received.”

“Don’t fuck with me, Nicky. What the fuck is the point of having me around if you’re just going to go off by yourself and do these things? The Fontaines are not people to be messed with or handled in any old way, Nick. Things were already bad. Now they’re worse. Promise me you won’t interfere anymore.”

I hold up my hands. “Like I said, message received, Vincent.”

“Watch your back Nick, watch your back and anybody close to you,” the way he says that means he has some inkling about Mia.

I know what happens in situations like this. When our enemies can’t get us, they come for those close to us.

Her.She’s close to me.

I bow my head for a curt nod and I walk away.

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