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Chapter Twenty-Four
“Did you, for a moment, think that Rico has suddenly become generous? Offering you a five percent cut off his business profit, that’s a lot of generosity for a cold-blooded animal like Rico. Director of operations?” Gorevoy snorted. “What do you possibly know about the Casino business?”
“I should have known better. He almost had me there.” He walked heavy-footed to the armchair and sank himself into it. “Rico thinks I'm responsible for Pascal.”“He isn't sure, that's what he wants to find out,” Gorevoy returned. “You've got to call Lopez before he does. Tell him about me.”Cain quickly took out his phone and began dialing Lopez's number.…Rico walked briskly to the elevator. He thumbed the button number, thirty-one, and was whisked to the next floor, above. He got out of the elevator, walked to the door at the far end of the corridor, and thumbed in the bed push.TheBab terkait
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Rico came slowly awake; under the influence of someone’s weight. He opened his eyes; to find Natasha on him. Her head was on his chest, her eyes were looking up toward his face. A thin smile was on her lips.“Morning, handsome,” she said. “Morning darling,” he returned, ran his fingers through her hair, and jerked her head forward, toward him. His mouth landed on hers, as his hand duck into her nightdress, and slid down her back. She pulled away with a smile. She stretched her hand and picked up a silver case lying on the far side of the bed.“What is this?” Rico asked as she handed him the case.“It's for you... A gift.”He collected the case, swung it open. On the velvet lining, a pregnancy test strip laid, signaling positive.“I'm pregnant, Jamie,” Natasha said happily.Rico took out the strip and gawped at it. The color drained out of his face. His eyes closed, and after a long
Money Ain't Loyal Chapter Twenty-six
Natasha felt her body go limp, her head was doing circles, and she collapsed on the bed, with her hands covering her face.“Do you mean what you're saying, Rico?”Rico stood up, crossed over to the wet bar. He opened another bottle of whiskey, poured a liberal shot into the glass on the countertop, and brought it over to Natasha.“Take this.” She appreciated the drink, gulped it down, dropped the glass on the bed, and flopped back down on the bed.“If you're going to jail, then what is it, about you getting out?”Rico lit two cigarettes, gave one to Natasha, walked over to the dressing table, leaned on it, took a drag on his cigarette, and let the smoke drift down his nostrils. “I hope you realize all that I'm telling you must remain a secret?”“I'm not dumb.”Rico nodded.“I know you’re not. The thought had never crossed my mind... that's why I married you.&rd
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After a few seconds, the conversation was up, and he ended the call.“Who was that?” Natasha asked, as sharply as he hung up.“David Donovan. He's the representative of the Nackize Corporation. He wants us to meet,” Rico said, rushing off to his study.He came out about five minutes later with a sealed white envelope. He gave it to Natasha.“I want you to go to St. Peter's Hospital for a checkup. The routine checkup, newly pregnant women have to endure. Dr. James Smith will attend to you. Give him the envelope. Don't open it, and don't ask either, what it is for, or what’s in it. Promise you won't do that.”Natasha hesitated.“Would it make any difference if I knew what it is?”“I don't want you mixed up in this ugly business. Natasha, I want you safe, I want my child safe.”Natasha nodded.“Okay, I promise.”… The doorman of the Marie Hotel, a
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Once Rico departed, Rossi turned toward Donovan. He looked inquiringly at him.“What do you think of it?”“Offering a hundred and fifty is a lot of dough.”The corners of Rossi's mouth tilted further downwards in a cunning smile.“Don't worry about the money. He would not get it if he was responsible for Pascal. The syndicate does not tolerate private killings. I want you to dig deep into the matter and find out who killed Pascal. You've got three days to find out.”With his cigar hanging between his teeth, Rossi left the room through the door he had used to come in.… Dr. James Smith, a broad-shouldered man, going bald, probably between forty and fifty years old, with piercing blue eyes, which had a friendly light in them, was in his office.He leaned forward, resting his elbows on the desk, with his hands clasped together.“Mrs. Rico, you don't look all that excited that you're six weeks
Money Ain't Loyal Chapter Twenty-nine
St. Gertrude Cemetery was one of the best and most expensive in Miami. It catered for the rich and important. Not the cemetery you would expect a man of Pascal's caliber to be buried in, but Rico was sparing no expense. With the pressman and photographers watching, he felt this was a perfect opportunity to make a show. After all, in another two days, all the money would go to the state.Rose Alison stood before the bunch of red roses, lying on the fresh-turned earth on Pascal's grave. Two steps behind her stood Natasha. Rico and Cain stood beside each other, far behind. Larry, his new driver, waited by the Lincoln.Everyone was dressed in black.“Is it arranged?” Rico whispered to Cain.“Yeah... Tommy is taking the hit,” Cain returned.Rico nodded, satisfied.“No chance for a blowback.”He plodded across the path of the well-kept cemetery, past Natasha, and came to a stop beside Rose. He stared mour
Money Ain't Loyal Chapter Thirty
Gorevoy paused as he drank from his glass.“But, Rico and I, had high ambitions. A rural farm just couldn't contain it. In the day, we worked on the farm. In the evening, we went with the trucks going into the city, where we picked pockets. We had plans of migrating to America. Rico's father had been an American who had migrated to Russia, got married, and started a farm, so Rico was obsessed with the thought of going back to his fatherland. We saved what we got from our pick-pocketing. After two years, we had enough money to move to America. But, before we migrated, I had my first sex with your mother. She was sixteen then. She was against me leaving her and going to America. Your mother saw the thirst for money in me, and she knew such thirst would only lead me to something bad. I guess that was why she regarded me as bad in her letter and never told me about you. But, funnily enough, she kept in contact with me all the time I was in America until I went to prison. She
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Gorevoy paused as he drank from his glass.“Pascal told them his own story of how he was a hitch-hiker who had been given a free truck ride, and after the trucker had dropped him off on the highway, he had hailed down my car. His story was checked, and the trucker who was assumed to have dropped him off on the highway collaborated the story. The cops got a search warrant. They searched my house. My car was found in the garage. They checked the car. The car didn't seem to have had any recent fuel leak. They found five million dollars tucked inside the mattress in my bedroom. That was when I realized that the whole incidence wasn't a coincidence, but a perfectly planned and executed set-up. Rico was in to see me. He brought me a lawyer. He told me, he would have to wash his hands of me. That the business was causing a lot of stink for the organization. He told me, Don Mazzo was behind the set-up. That it was payback for assassinating his friend, Don Massino and taking over
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Gorevoy turned away from her. As he walked back to his chair, he said, his voice bitter, “Not to a daughter who has developed feelings, and married my arch enemy. But, I would tell you how much Rico's head is worth to me. Ten million dollars. Just to let you know that, you wouldn't be losing this quality of lifestyle even if Rico dies.” He paused, then turned to her. “It just depends on where your loyalty is going to lie. To your father or his betrayer?”“You can't blame me for getting married to Jamie, dad.”“I don't blame you, daughter. You did what you had to do to survive. I'm just asking you, now that you know the story, where are you going to stand? With your father or with your husband?”…
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