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“Yeah, me too.”
“How’s business been going for you lately?”
Although Luca is my right-hand man, he’s very involved with his family’s shipping business.
“Looking into a couple of new ventures to invest in. Need to check a few things out, but I’ve got a business proposal I want to share with you. When things check out first, of course,” he says, tilting his glass to me.
“Of course,” I mutter. I finger my beard for several seconds before I continue. “Remember that business venture you worked on when I went to the States a couple of months ago?”
“Uh...”
“The one about the delivery service you wanted to break into.”
“Oh, yeah, yeah, that one,” he replies offhandedly.
“Whatever happened with that?”
“Oh, um...you know it didn’t quite pan out as I’d hoped.”
“You met them when I went to Bari, right?”
“Um, yeah.”
“On that Thursday?”
“Yes, I met with them that afternoon for lunch.”
“The lunch didn’t go well?”
Shrugging, he says, “I thought so at the time. In hindsight, it seems two hours were wasted now that things aren’t panning out.”
“You had a two-hour luncheon with them that day?”
“Yeah. Went back to the office to report to the board and tried to get any suggestions they could offer on how to seal the deal, but...” he shrugs, leaving off his statement.
“What about the two weeks that I was in the States? Didn’t you go to London on some business? That didn’t work out either?”
“I went to London for a week and then spent another four days in Switzerland. The London business was related to our current business which went well. Let’s say the Swiss affair was more fun than business because the business didn’t yield the sales we’d hoped it would,” he chuckles.
“Was the ass worth it?” I ask.
“Every. Single. Thrust. That was the best pussy—”
I grab the vodka bottle so quickly and hit him across the head with it that I know he doesn’t know what happened. Just like that, he drops to the floor with a thud.
I remove my phone from my pocket and dial a number.
“Come through the front door,” I instruct.
Within seconds, Ermes, Carmine, Paolo Pelosi, another soldier, and Gino are in the room with me along with a crew of four other soldiers and the clean-up crew. Paolo and Carmine toss a bag over Luca’s head and lifts his limp body from the floor.
“Clean this place up,” Ermes instructs as I leave the room and head back to the car.
I know they’ll wipe everything down thoroughly, and Ermes will go through Luca’s phone and security cameras scrubbing every trace of our visit clean.
Gino opens the car door for me and asks, “Where to, boss?”
“The morgue,” I say as I make the phone call. “Gabriele, I’ll be there in ten minutes. Can you do me another favor?” I ask.
