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It connects and before he can speak, I say in Greek, "You are on speaker and Lucia is in the car with me."
At the sound of her name, she gives me a questioning glance.
Traffic isn't heavy, but there are a few cars on the road with me. Unless they pulled out of the bar parking lot with their lights off, the Russians aren't one of them.
They don't know who I am and have no reason to follow us. However, they recognize I am a dangerous man and if they are as well trained as I believe they are, they'll pay attention to that.
Neither of the soldiers liked that I was hanging around in the hallway by the bathrooms, which tells me that the rooms behind the other door are worth looking into.
"What is going on?" Zeus asks me in Greek. "Did you overhear anything else useful? Do you know who they are going after tonight?"
"No. My guess is either the broker's wife or mistress." The information Zephyr compiled did not list any children and the man's parents are living their retirement dreams out in Arizona.
"Helios took his team to the broker's home. Zephyr and his team are on the way to the mistress's apartment. "
"He thinks the mistress is the target?" If he didn't, my youngest cousin would have insisted his team be the one to go to the broker's house.
The port deal is his baby.
Lucia's arms cross and she looks out her window. Away from me.
"Stay with Lucia. We'll handle the bratva bastards."
I wasn't planning on leaving my woman, but don't bother telling Zeus that. No reason to get myanaxpissed at me if I don't have to.
"Be careful," he warns me. "We don't know how many soldiers they have in the city."
We have five teams of 3 to 5 men. We're working on recruitment, but if the bratva have a large contingent of soldiers, we'll be stretched thin.
My brother hangs up and I tell my phone to send a group text to my team.
Atlas:Get a hotel room near Nuovi Inizi. Bring your kits. 3 days.
I am telling them to bring their weapons and at least three days' worth of clothes.
Theo:Something going down boss?
A year younger than me, Theo is third generation Greek mafia, but his father left the Drakos outfit in Chicago to join theÁdis Adelfótitawhen he married the daughter of theanaxin Sacramento.
In the wrong place, at the wrong time, Theo had been taken by the white supremacist under my kill order. He and his mouth-breathing cronies were beating the hell out of Theo for looking too much like his biracial mother.
His Cerberus tattoo is on his neck, so I knew right away he was a member of theÁdis Adelfótita.
After killing my target and his shithead friends who thought they could lay hands on one of my brothers, I took Theo to a mafia doctor. It took him six weeks to recover from the beating.
He asked to join my team while he was still in the hospital.
Atlas:Just left a bar infested with bratva.
Bobby:What family?
Bobby is a straight up product of the American foster care system. I recruited him to theÁdis Adelfótitawhen he was sixteen. That was eight years ago, and he's been loyal to me ever since.
Atlas:Don't know.
And I hate not knowing. When I get back to the club, I'll instruct my team to cover Nuovi Inizi in shifts while rotating in groups of two to stake out the bar Lucia and I left. We need intel.
Yesterday.
