Lahat ng Kabanata ng Play Thing Of The Enemy: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 19

The room was dark and quiet, the only source of light being the fire place that burned and heated up the otherwise cold room. In the middle of the room was a large wooden table with a chair at both ends, Damian sat on one with Don and Leo standing behind him while Jamal Murray, a bald black man that looked to be in his mind forties with dark unforgiven eyes and a sharp cunning smile sat at the other with a stone faced guard standing behind him. Jamal was one of the few men who weren't born into this world but had managed to carve a place in it for themselves and he wasn't just some local boss running a small operation and raising his shoulders, He was the leader of the fucking Underground. No words had been exchanged since they had both taken their seats but the intensity could be felt through the air as the two men stared at each other in silence, each one at the top of their world and determined to stay there. Jamal finally moved, reaching for a small box on the table and

Damian laid in his tub, head to the ceiling as he soaked in the hot water that had now turned warm, it felt nice, he didn't want to leave the comfort he was feeling right now and walk out that door into the world that wanted nothing but to see him fail, He couldn't let that happen though, he wouldn't let that happen, too many sacrifices had been made for him to get to this point and he fully intended on staying at this point for as long as God would let him. He closed his eyes and fully immersed himself in his thought when he heard the sound of the bedroom door being opened followed by the soft and gentle footsteps that he now knew were Luca's, He opened his mouth to say something cocky and flirtatous then a memory flashed through his mind, Yesterday.‘Remember your place.’ He had growled at Luca like a wounded dog and he regretted the way he had handled it but it was truly the only way, this business wasn't kind enough to ignore the foolishness of a man in love, Love so often

Vidi Costa was one of the men Damian had trusted with a part of his operation, in charge of all the Small casinos that covered this side of the country and made up the collective “The Angels Hand.”, it was a piece of a much grander puzzle, Not a large part but a part that needed to function well and he had been doing his job exceptional well for the years he had had it but something had changed, The numbers had begun slipping in a way that couldn't be blamed on economic struggles or lack of outreach, it wasn't sudden, it was gradual but noticeable. He probably thought Damian wouldn't notice and he didn't until Don had pointed it out. The steady decrease of cash inflow could only mean one thing, Vidi was trying to take him for a ride.“Good morning Costa.” Damian's voice screamed with authority and power, his eyes focused on the coin he fiddled with instead of the eyes of the man he spoke to, He had learned early in his life the power of eye contact, when you are the under do

Damian's finger tightened on the trigger ready to put a bullet neatly between Jamal's eyes but hesitated when he stepped out with his hands high in the air.“Don't shoot!” Jamal shouted, continuing to walk towards Damian.“I don't see the reason why I shouldn't, Give me one good reason why I shouldn't pull this trigger.” Damian asked, the anger potent in his tone, Don and Leo stepped to his side their guns pointed at the men beside Jamal.“I'm not your enemy Damian.”“True, every one would could call themselves that met an early grave and you're about to do the same.” He replied as was about to pull the trigger but Jamal persisted.“Just let me explain Damian.” Jamal please, his voice loud and filled with sincerity, Damian didn't buy it but he knew Jamal wasn't stupid, Don and Leo's skills were common knowledge, before he could even reach for his gun a bullet would be buried deep in his brain, “I warned you Jamal, I told you you'd swim with the fishes if you got in my way, you dared t