Todos os capítulos de The Spitfire: Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

Hoping that she'd stay asleep long enough for me to do what needed to be done I went to answer the door. I didn't even want to leave her for the few minutes it took to do that but at least I had the monitor with me. My first sight of the two reprobates had me seeing red; my first inclination was to wrap my hands around their fucking throats and squeeze but I wouldn't get any answers that way so I reeled it in. "Flanagan, what the fuck?" "What happened to her mother?" No preambles; I didn't have time for that shit, I wanted answers, needed them in fact and now. I saw the faltered steps in both men; the little sideways look that was fleeting but not quick enough for me to miss. They brushed pass me to get inside still not uttering a word; that's not how this was going to go down; I've been pretty lenient with these fuckers up 'til now but I had no problem showing them why I was who I am for so long, family or not, when it comes to her all fucking bets are off;

"Am I paying you to be a fucking cook?" "Don't take it out on them it's not their fault.""Yeah, well you just cost them their jobs.""Wha...you can't, Shane don't do that." She looked back and forth between me, and them; uh huh, I've got you now, found your weak spot. I left the kitchen like I was really mad. I'd given the guys the look to let them know I was playing her, I couldn't very well fault them for this, she gets the drop on me too; it seems there's no way to contain the murderous little deviant. She followed me out of the kitchen pleading with me not to fire the boys, I could tell that this was going to be my life, I could tell her to quit this shit a million times I could threaten I could lock her ass up somewhere, she'd still find a way. There was only one thing to do. "Get packed, we're going to Chicago." She stopped short; "You're kicking me out, you can't kick me out...." I rolled my eyes again, since when had I picked up her

She hadn't said anything about her mom and what she saw as a little girl since I mentioned the killer's name, and I wasn't about to push her. The memory of her earlier breakdown was still fresh in my mind. I knew we were gonna have to deal with it at some point, but we'll go at her pace. If she takes too long I'll just drag it out of her. I was worried for her and my unborn son or daughter. Worried about what all this stress would do to her. Maybe I shouldn't have told her that I'd found him. Shit, that's dick thinking. She needed this. And as much as I want to keep her away from this shit this one can't be helped. I'll just have to be extra careful and make sure she and the kid stays safe. Nothing can happen to them. If there is one thing I'm sure would pull me back in after coming this far, it would be if something were to happen to her or the baby. The thought broke me out in a cold sweat. Nothing's going to happen, I won't let it. I kissed her nose just to hear her g

In the end, I was happy I'd let ma talk me into staying. It turned out to be just what Mouth needed. She was relaxed and happy throwing around barbs and making everybody nuts with her mobster trivia bullshit. Only her dad, uncle and Poppy knew what or whom the hell she was talking about when she kept throwing out names of known mob heads some of them long dead. Thank fuck ma didn't have a clue. By the time everyone left, I was ready to shoot myself in the fucking head. Poppy had set up the meet for the next day for which I was grateful even though I wasn't looking forward to that shit. But at least this way I could get it over and done with. "Time for bed you, you've been going all day." I hustled her ass into the shower. Maybe I can steal a fuck in there since my house seems to be constantly full of unwanted guests. She wasn't giving me any shit so I knew she had to be tired. In the bathroom I made sure the water was perfect before stripping her and taking her in with me

I watched over her until I was sure she was asleep before giving into peaceful rest. I knew that shit wasn't gonna last. She woke up this morning with the devil in her ass. "Listen you, I don't want you anywhere near those fucks. I'm gonna be in and out. You'll stay here until I get back and for the love of fuck, don't off anyone in the meantime." Pain in the ass! Since I turned bitch I tell her every damn thing but that shit only leads to trouble for me. "I don't take orders from you Fredo." That's what she thinks. I made the monumental mistake of telling her I had a meet with the other heads this morning and her ass got it into her demented head that she was coming with. "Mouth, do you want me to lock your ass in a room again?" "Yeah how'd that work out for you last time big shot?" I'ma pop her, right across that damn mouth of hers. Since I knew that wasn't gonna happen I changed tack. "Baby, you're pregnant. I know unless I'm balls- deep in you you like