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Some secret. Jasmine has a big mouth. Never trust a whore.
“Mara and Queenie said that the club gives them unlimited drugs. Pays well. Expects them to turn tricks in the club. Anything goes. Nothing is off limits. Queenie says, they just give the girls more drugs if johns get too rough.” Miranda explains.
I ask, “what about the cops? All that shit is illegal. All the cops our in our pocket.”
“Mara says the cops don’t care. The raids stopped a few months ago. The Antonovich brothers do whatever they want.”
Who are the Antonovich brothers paying off?
“Dom, do you know why the Antonovich brothers are getting away with all this?”
“Nobody knows. They are expanding. Open 24/7. They want to be the top strip club in Chicago. The place is always jammed and not with just with Russians. They have a lot of customers. They offer drugs. Loans sharking. Gambling. Prostitution. Human trafficking. Underage girls. The cops nicknamed the Antonovich brothers, Sodom, and Gomorrah. Money runs like water over there.”
“The brothers don’t care if you steal from johns either.” Miranda adds.
“Dominick, “On All Fours” is a high class establishment. We vet our customers. The johns treat our girls with respect. They have money and class. Our dancers are not drug addicts or street whores. The Russians are operating a brothel. We do not need to compete with them. I don’t want any foreign euro trash in here or scumbags.”
“I think you are making a mistake, Bobby.”
Did he just disrespect me?
“Keep your fucking mouth shut Dom, that is the capo you are talking shit too!” Paul Jr. warns.
“Dominick, I don’t make mistakes.”
“Bobby, let me run “On All Fours.” Dominick doesn’t deserve too.” Paul Jr. interrupts.
No way. Paul Jr. cannot run “On All Fours”. That will be like having a kid with a sweet tooth run a candy store.
“No, Paul. You will be Capo in a few years. I need you at my side. You do not have time to manage a club. You have more important things to handle. But Paul Jr. is right,” I turn to Dominick, “Dominick, I will keep you on as manager because the customers love you, but you will keep your hands off the girls. My brother Vinnie will now be in charge of the dancers. If the girls have any problems, they can talk to Vinnie.”
“Vinnie?” Dominick questions.
“Yes. Vinnie. He is training to be consigliere to take Nick’s place someday. This will be a wonderful experience for him. He will learn how to keep the peace between the girls and you. He can stop over a couple of times a week and meet with the girls. I will tell him tomorrow. Plus, he is happily married so he will keep his hands out of the cookie jar – and his dick in his pants. Vinnie is objective and fair. How does that sound Miranda?”
“Thanks Bobby, I will tell the girls.”
Great. One problem solved.
“Paul, take Miranda out to the bar and buy her a drink, I need to talk to Dom alone.”
Paul and Miranda leave Dominick’s office.
I sit down in the banged-up chair across from Dom’s desk.
“Do you want a drink, Bobby?”
Dom pulls a bottle of cheap whiskey out of his desk. He drinks right from the bottle. He is still holding the icepack to his nose. It needs to be set.
“You should call a doctor about that nose.”
“Yeah. I will.”
I hang my hands between my open legs.
“Dom. We need to talk about the Antonovich brothers.”
“Sure.”
