Chapter 0015

•SANTINO•

“Giovanni will come back from his last day of campaigning as the mayor of Chicago and will go to see his son before heading to his house. He usually spends about an hour with his baby mama, probably getting some, and then gets home around 8 PM for dinner.”

“How heavy is his security system?” I asked after Cole informed me about what he found about Giovanni’s schedule for the day.

“He has a surveillance system around his property, including 3 security guards at the gate and 2 security guards on each floor of his 5-storey house.”

“So, we have 13 security guards to take care of?”

“Probably 16, including the 2 that he goes around with and the one who watches his surveillance cameras in the house. We have to figure out how we are going to get past that.”

“Tony was Giovanni’s former bodyguard, so he knows the way around the house, including the secret entrances and exits. We will also get clothes that are worn by the security guards just so that we can blend too easily without drawing attention to ourselves.”

“I think that will work,” Cole answered as he drove to a stop.

“Is this Rio’s house?” I asked as I looked outside the window.

“Yes. I’m sure he’s inside the house playing video games and smoking drugs while paying people to make him look dangerous to men like Travis, who don’t know that he’s an actual crook who hides under his father’s cloak.”

“Just imagine,” I scoffed as we hopped out of the car and headed toward the house. “He’s making us look bad, as if we can’t handle our business ourselves. I wonder how someone like Travis got himself entangled with this wanna-be gangster.”

“Probably got scared because his father is the chief director of the police department; one can never tell,” Cole replied.

“That’s pathetic. What can Big Papa do?” I chuckled as we knocked on the door and waited for Rio to open it.

“Hi,” a girl smiled after opening the door.

She bit her lower lip and curled a lock of her hair in her hand. She was wearing a short skirt and a tank top, and it was obvious she was high and drunk as fuck.

I slipped a few dollars from my pocket and chunk them inside her cleavage as I dragged her out of the door.

She didn’t even resist when we closed the door in her face and walked down the hallway to find Rio.

“Who was it, my little birdie?” Rio’s voice echoed from the bedroom. “Come to Daddy and suck my dick! I want to watch and make a video of you sucking this anaconda, baby!”

I pulled out my gun and pointed it at him after kicking down his door. The asshole even screamed like a girl when he saw us.

“Who are you?” He asked. “What do you want?”

“When someone told me about you, I thought you were scary and had one eye or a scar across your eye, but now I just feel pity for you. I’m sure you don’t even know who we are, Rio.” I leaned toward his bed as he buttoned his pants.

“Do you want money?” He asked. “I have money, and you can tell me your figures; I don’t care.”

“Do you know Travis?”

“Yeah.”

“Well, we are here because it seems like you’ve been making life a little difficult for him. I’m sure you don’t know just how easy it is for someone to kill you on the spot.”

“We can talk as men,” he begged. “There’s no need for anyone to die.”

Cole and I laughed as we looked at each other. It was crazy how Travis was so quick to exile himself because of someone as pathetic as Rio.

“Why should we allow such useless sperm to live?” Cole poked him. “If it weren’t for your father, you wouldn’t think so highly of yourself as to hire people to get jobs done that you’re too lazy to do yourself. If you wanted people to fear you, you were supposed to do the job yourself, Rio.”

I pulled out my gun and cocked it as I pointed it at him. “Sorry, buddy, but you’re too young for this world.”

I shot two bullets into his chest, and he fell on the floor, gasping for air as he took his last breaths, and then died.

Cole and I poured his body with the whiskey he had been drinking, and lit his body from a matchbox we found on his counter.

We then walked back to the car and drove off before anyone could notice the smoke from the house. I was in disbelief at how easy it was to get the job done.

When I got to my office at the Banks Mining site building, I texted Naeve and let her know Rio was dead and that she could try to get her brother back.

She immediately called me after seeing my text, and though I didn’t want to talk with her, I ended up answering the call.

“Thank you so much, Sanny!” She squealed. “I knew you could take care of the problem for me. If you want, I can come over to your place and show you just how grateful I am to rely on you.”

I gulped. Camilla was angry at me, and fuck, I needed the damn release after having such a long week.

“Come to my office at the mining site. Wear nothing under your winter coat.”

“Yes, Daddy.”

I hung up the call as I leaned back in my chair and smirked. I could already imagine her grinding her ass on my crotch while feeling her wet and tight walls around my length.

Someone knocked on the door, snapping me back to reality from my fantasies.

One of my employees from the site, Frank, was sweating and looking very spooked. He was gasping for air as he closed the door behind him.

“Sir, a terrible accident has occurred at the site. One of our interns was monitoring the miners when he went inside the site to check on the progress, but an explosion occurred, claiming 3 lives on the spot, including our intern, Nikolai’s son,” he reported, almost out of breath.

“Nikolai’s son is dead?” I asked as I stood up from my chair, shocked to my core about the news and knowing how much Nikolai loved his son, he was going to sue our company for his son’s death.

“Our technical team couldn’t send warnings at the right for the miners to leave the site because of a fault in our cables. It took too long for the message to be conveyed for them to leave on time before an explosion occurred.”

I groaned. I seriously did not need to deal with that after all the crap I was already dealing with.

“Nikolai will sue us for that boy’s death, Frank. Why in the world did you allow him to go on site without proper precautions? Do you know that the company could lose a lawsuit if Nikolai files one against us?”

“It was an accident, sir.”

I took my jacket from my chair and put the white helmet on my head as I headed out to the site with Frank.

“The public must hear our side of the story before the press publishes a distorted version that blames us for the boy’s death.”

“Yes, sir.” Frank agreed.

When we got to the site, there was already a swarm of engineers trying to get the 3 bodies out from the mine.

“Sir,” Frank tapped me on the shoulder, and when I turned around and looked at him, he gave me a ringing cell phone.

“It belongs to Quinn. His father, Nikolai, is calling.”