5- Grant

“Who the fuck sent you?” asks Lucus almost calmly as he looks at the man we had tied up within our hideout, an abandoned warehouse that was recently purchased under the D’Amico name.

One thing to know about Lucus is that when calm, like now, one should fear him, especially if you valued your life. Because when he gets pissed off he’s the most sadistic bastard you could ever meet.

Growing up it was always the four of us: Lucus, Alex, Tony and Me. Together we grew up and did everything together and I mean everything. Even while in school, Lucus would always be the boss. Always the protector, protecting us from being bullied or becoming someone's personal punching bag all the while encouraging us to be our best. Then as we got older, we quickly started bodybuilding, adding muscle to our already fit frames. We also took up fighting so that way we could always protect one another. Instead of being the prey we became the hunter.

Of course, with the line of work we do I would gladly lay my life on the line. For as brothers we have shared our fair share of blood, which is the oath of a blood pack. From there, we quickly began to build our empire. Lucus being the brawns of the group. Then we have Tony, Tony is considered our eyes and ears of the group as he monitors all of our security that goes on. Next we have Alex, our personal trained killer. Our assassin if you will. For once he starts there’s no stopping him until he’s finished.

Starting small, Lucus and I dabbled in petty things. Things such as drugs and odd jobs which quickly expanded all thanks to Lucus’s family. Of course, being the heir to the D’Amico empire had its perks, his family always made him earn his share of the wealth. After all they weren’t just going to hand it over to him. Just like us. So even till this day we continue to earn what is ours.

While Lucus focuses on the Mafia part of our business, I on the other hand focus on building the Romano empire. Using its money to help fund our businesses even more. Currently we own 10 hotels, 5 restaurants, 5 clubs and multiple office buildings all throughout the world including a couple penthouses. We even go as far as to share our women.

Just then there's a scream. Nodding, Lucus looks to Dominic, one of our personal bodyguards as he moves to jab a knife into his upper thigh. Tears now streaming down the man's face as pain began to rise.

“Who.the.FUCK.sent.you?” repeats Lucus. Each word full of promise of more pain. The rat, Shane, cowering in pain as he begins to shake. His face currently covered in blood; his nose broken while one of his eyes became swollen from taking a beating. His clothes shredded. Currently missing one fingers and few of his teeth but overall breathing.

“P-p-please. I-I-I h-had no-choice. They said they would k-kill my family” stutters Shane.

“Is that so?” Lucus asks. Pausing for a minute to let it all seep in. “You mean.. This family?” Then with a snap of a finger, Lucus summons more men who slowly drag in a woman and child, both bound and gagged with no chance of running. Suddenly they tossed them in the direction of Shane.

Thrashing, Shane begs for us to let them go. A mute cry from his wife silently fills the air as she watches her husband. Her makeup now smeared as her tears stained her cheeks, his son bowed in shame. Pulling up a chair, Lucus moves to sit. His legs spread while his arms crossed across his chest. His aura now suddenly dark and dominant.

“You made a grave mistake Shane. You told those Italian and Greek motherfuckers about a very important shipment of mine, costing me millions of dollars. You claim you did for your family, but it is us who you should have protected them from”. Whimpering, Shane tries to plead before being gagged by Dominic.

“GRANT” shouts Lucus.

“Yeah?” I replied.

“What do you think we should do with them?” Lucus asks.

“Hmm,” I ponder. “The boy looks strong and with proper training he could be very useful to us. He looks to be about 17, maybe 18? He could train to be a guard. The woman on the other hand could be used as well.. Maybe a maid for the house to work off her debt.”

Just then my phone buzzes. Groaning, I move to check the messages.

“Yo, I need to leave, Got a message from the office. Another one of those idiot sponsors trying to see if we’ll help them with their project again.”

“Hmmm,” Lucus hums. “We really should have told them no the first time. Sadly those corporate sponsors work out in our favor, so we need them. You go manage it… that’s your area of expertise. TONY! Call Victor, get him and his team set up for training. Make sure they know who they work for” He suddenly gestures to the woman and child. Then as swiftly as he could, he pulls out a gun and shoots Shane right between the eyes.

Pointing to the guards who were standing by the wall he yells. “Clean this up! Dispose of the body.”