Chapter 304
Massimo
The club was empty it was only Damon and his men and my men on the property. I decided to make a call to Frank before we go out and take them out. “Massimo” “Frank the fuckers are in my club we taking them out now.” “Ricci’s old club was that you?” “No, it was them and the shooting in the South side also them we just defended ourselves.” “Fuck Massimo.” “I’m informing you know of what is going to happen in my club do with it what you will.” Then I disconnected. “What do you want to do Massimo?” Damon asked. “Let’s go give those mother fuckers a scare, they think we’re dead, well I guess they going to fight with ghost now. We left Brad and Dante in my office, using them as snippers then the rest of the men and Damon and I went down stairs. At least the bouncer and my barman can also handle themselves. One of the fuckers was standing on the bar with the bottle of tequila screaming “el hijo de puta esta muerto” which mean the fucker is dead. Well, they going to be very surprised. Damon, Paul, Luca and I walked onto the dance floor, the rest of the men approached the cartel from the other side. “What the fuck?” The one on the bar screamed, then he dropped the bottle of tequila and draw his gun, but the bartender was faster, he grabbed his leg when he fell the bartender pointed him with a gun to the head. “Que?” the rest scream then they turn around and saw me and Damon standing on the dance floor and our other men behind them. “How? You supposed to be dead?” “Maybe check the place before you blow it up.” I sneered at them. “But the news everything said you were dead.” “Well, we are not dead but soon you will be.” And then all hell broke loose. The cartel started shooting at us we all took cover and shoot back at them after about 30 minutes of constant shooting and hearing police cars approaching the club it got quiet all we could hear was the sirens approaching. “Everyone okay?” I shouted. “All good this side.” Damon said. Then the rest of the men also screamed they are okay. Everyone got out from their hiding places. “Anyone hurt?” I asked “No but we can’t say the same for them.” Damon searched for Ghost. “Ghost where are you?” “Right here Damon.” “Get out of here the police will be here any second.” Ghost was a wanted man so we needed to hide him. He quickly ran to the back door and jumped in one of my cars and drove away without anyone being the wiser. There was a knock at the door, everyone put their guns down and I went to open the door. It was my club so I’ll do the honors. We didn’t know what to expect when I open the doors. I was never so happy to see Frank. “Mr. Marchetti?” “Yes.” I knew how to play this game. “There where complaints of shooting coming from this address.” “I don’t know what you talking about.” “Can we come in?” “Do you have a warrant?” “No” “Well then, no you can’t come in but thank you for doing your job we really appreciate it.” He waited for his partner to turn around when he looked at me and mouthed “fuck off” and then he said “We will be back with a warrant Mr. Marchetti. You better still be here in an hour.” “I will.” Good he was giving me a time line. When I close the door, we all jumped in to clean the place, the guys carried the bodies to a SUV at the back and the rest started cleaning, I don’t know what we going to do with the bullet holes. “Fuck an hour is not enough to get rid of everything Damon.” “No but an hour is enough to get some people in here they can’t do a proper search with drunk people busy dancing.” “That’s a good idea” I got the bouncer and told him to get people of the street to come to the club, drinks are free. That will get them here. And we tried to cover the rest. Damon and I got to my office and poured ourselves a hefty drink. “Fuck I hope that was the last of them?” Damon said “Me to but I think we should take 2 days before we go back to Rachel and Danielle, we need be sure that was the last of them.” “Oh absolutely.” Within 30 minutes the club was at full capacity it seems word of mouth and social media works. I’m sure the free drinks worked as well. Exactly an hour later Frank walked into my office alone. “Frank we’re is your partner.” “I convinced them it was nothing and I’ll come back as a customer to check the place out.” “And he fell for it?” “His not the brightest that’s why I chose him when I got your call.” “And the other cars I’m very sure we heard more than one siren?” “Fuck Marchetti I’m the FBI I can tell them to go, what do you think?” “I owe you big time Frank.” “Yes, your fucken do, now where is the cartel?” “Gone” “Just gone?” “Well, the one’s that was here, yes, they are gone but we are not sure if it was the only one’s that is here in New York. Damon and I will give it 2 days before we decide if everyone is delt with. Have you figured out how they got here without anyone knowing?” “Not yet but if you can get one alive it would be nice. Then I can ask him.” “If there are more we’ll try and keep one alive for you, right Damon?” “We’ll try our best.” “That would be appreciated, let me know if you need my help again.” “I will thank you Frank.” “And Massimo.” “Yes?” “Close the fucken bullet holes the people you have in there doesn’t cover the bullet holes. Just saying.” “I thought we did a good job.” “Not bad but if we came back with a warrant, you would be in jail right know.” “Thank you for the tip, Frank.”
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