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“It was a meeting about the new drugs. Chrysanthemum. They were talking about that.”
That’s a fucking new drug that’s all over the streets. Started in L.A and worked its way over and spread to everywhere. We aren’t into that shit. Don’t need to be.
Tommy though… Jesus Christ… he did drugs in school. Big time. He had a few stints in rehab and we got him off it. I thought he’d cleaned up.
Was that what this was?
He turned back to his addiction? I thought back to the last few weeks, the weeks prior to the shooting. He’d seemed fine. Back in school I knew when he was using. He was always erratic or very antsy about everything. He hadn’t been like that around me over the weeks prior to the shooting. He’d been talking about him and Sherine, his wife, having another child.
That was the kind of stuff Tommy was talking about. So what happened?
What the hell happened?
“What else is there?” I shout.
“The guy said Tommy could hook them up. That was all I heard. That was it.”
“Hook them up with what?” I ask straight out.
“I… don’t know.” His eyes… they dart from side to side.
As I look at him, I can tell he knows more than he’s saying. His fucking eyes give him away.
Vincent can tell too and pulls his gun on the bastard. “Looks like you know heaps more than you’re telling us fucktard.”
There… Billy’s shaking so much now he can’t even open his mouth to deny the accusation. Because it’s true. Fear now fills his eyes because he knows that Vincent won’t hesitate to kill his ass.
“Come on now talk… this isn’t a tea party,” Vincent adds.
Billy’s shaking much more now and opens his mouth to talk, except the words don’t come.
I hear the bullet first… I always do. I hear it coming and see it when it’s too late.
This time the whizz of the speeding bullet comes from the roof and smacks right into the side of Billy’s head, making his blood splatter all over me.
We all raise our guns and start shooting at the direction the bullet came from, but whoever was there is long gone.
The four of us move at once, running outside to look around but see nothing. No car, no one around. Nothing, just shit.
Nothing.
I growl like a ferocious animal and kick out at the air.
Whirling around, I face Vincent and Gabe. “Something is fucking going on.” I bellow.
“Like fuck, of course it is,” Gabe agrees.
Salvatore keeps quiet. He’s the thinker among us.
I’m the one who flies off the handle because I have a temper on me that can’t be controlled.
Vincent pulls his phone and taps a button. “I need eyes in the sky. Look out for someone on foot heading away from warehouse fifteen,” that’s all he says.
That message would have gone to our cop associates. Vincent looks to me and I know even before he says it that he’s going to give me some kind of caution.
“Nick, calm yourself.” He warns. He looks so much like Pa when he takes that tone with me. We’re all between one and two years apart and he’s the oldest at thirty nine. I’m the youngest at thirty-four. We’re only five years apart but when he talks it’s like he’s the same age and stature in authority as Pa. Pa is nearly seventy and he’s the fucking godfather.
“Calm?” I ask. “Really Vincent? Really? Something’s fucking going on and I need to find out what.”
