"So what have you been up to?" I ask cutting into the apple pie made by Sandra and settling into the living room couch.
"Nothing much." Elyssa waves her fork around "How are you doing?"
"I'm good." I give her a small smile
"Well, your eye bags don't say the same," She points out cutting her pie
"It's nothing, I'll just sleep it off." I shrug
"Vinnie you need a break from the mafia."
"I do not,"
"But you're tired and you're becoming too into it. It's wearing you out." She says quietly
I drop my fork onto my plate with a clang standing up "I'm doing this for my husband and you're telling me to take a break?!" I yell
"Vinnie, I didn't mean it like that, you know that," she stands up and I turn my back to her not saying a word
"I'll go now anyways," she picks up her bag and leaves
...
"Thanks for taking care of him." I smile at Martin collecting Carlos from him
"It's no problem." He shrugs walking in and I lay a sleeping Carlos on his bed before walking out to join Martin.
"Care for some Tequila?" I head for the bar at the side of the room
"Nah, I'll have Whiskey," he replies and I pour a glass for him handing it over to him, we both sit on the bar stools.
I finish my glass quickly and I refill it again.
"So you killed one of Salvador's men," Martin says
"Yeah." I shrug
"He's pissed, I like it, but you have to be careful."
"I will, I always am."
"If you say so."
"What about the ammunition?" I change the topic
"It should be here in about two days, then we can test try it."
"Good." I sip my drink
"What about the Wilsons, has he accepted your proposal?"
"Not yet." I shake my head
"And the Walkers?"
"Farrow is working on it, he should have left by now for London to check on the goods and to see what's taking so long."
He nods his head in approval "How about Mr. Valdez?"
"That reminds me, we have a meeting with him tomorrow. We need someone over in Russia, we need a stronger hold on that place."
"I have a meeting tomorrow afternoon but I should be able to get out of it within fifteen minutes, I'll think about who we can send over there." He informs me
"Okay," I finish my third glass and I'm about to pour the fourth one when Martin's hand stops me
"Don't." He says his blue eyes turning dark
"Why?" I ask confused
"You're gonna be hangover," He says and I roll my eyes
"I have a high alcohol tolerance level and I barely get hangovers, nothing a little Aspirin can't deal with."
"Still, you've taken three full glasses consecutively it's bad for your health," He explains and I roll my eyes
"How many bottles did you take this week?"
YOU ARE READING
Avenging Antonio *Editing*
RomanceDavina a widow finds out her husband was murdered, she sets out to end the only man who could have killed him, his long-time rival, Salvador. She must gather her mafia army, and end Salvador before he destroys the empire her late husband built, and...
