Jackson Mafia #Wattys2016

3...The Meeting

April 4, 1996 12:07am

Michael woke up to an early alarm, and knew exactly what it meant. A meeting with the leader of the Russian mafia, Andreuis Slokovich, at the docks at 12:40. He got up, and dressed into a black pin striped suit with same pattern fedora, and dark tan trench coat with cotton insulation, and a dark grey scarf. Early mornings at the dock were very cold, so it was smart to dress warm. His phone buzzed, letting him know that Aaron was out the door. Quickly and silently, he crept to Janet's room. Seeing she was asleep, he shut the door, and went outside, meeting Aaron at the door way.

"Take care of her,"

"Yes boss," he gave a quick nod and with that, he left to his car, and drove two miles down to Lake Marico and pulled to dock 7. Stepping out, the cold wind hit him with a chill. He walked out to the edge of the wooden loading area, and waited, watching te moon's distorted reflection sway on the water.

"Mr, Jackson?" he turned his head to see tall , muscular built, faded brown haired man standing a few feet away from him, alone as he was.

"You're a man of your word Andreuis, I was thinking you'd show up late,"

"As are you Michael," he said pulling out a cigarette, and lighting it.

"So...what is it you wanted to talk to me about?"

"Damian Butelini...you know him?" he continued in a heavy Russian accent.

"All to well I'm afraid. What about him?"

"He's been causing trouble near my, as you say,'shops', causing my production to go down,"

"Your point?"

"Let's have an alliance, you're the biggest boss in this game...with us working together, we can rule this entire city,"

"I might consider this, but what's in it for me?"

"Ridence of that annoying Italian, and protection for your sister," he said. Michael looked at him with a blunt look.

"You know about that?"

"I have my ways, word gets around fast. Not only will this get rid of the threat against her, but also, heavy fire power," he said. He placed the large case down opening it to guns, grenades, and other weapons.

"Nice,"

"And there's more where that came from,"

"Alright, deal," he shook hands, and set a meeting for their entire team to meet up. Soon he returned home to quiet. Of course, it was 1:10 at the time, so he kicked off his shoes, and sat on the couch with the T.V. on low. He then soon dozed off on the couch. Aaron came back fro his rounds around the house, and left a note on the table.

8:00am

Janet woke up to quiet. She stretched and got out of bed; brushing her teeth, then finally heading downstairs. Coming down, she saw her brother knocked out on the couch, Watching Walker Texas Ranger. She smiled, and decided to make him some breakfast. A light cheese omelete with buttered toast. Soon she finished, and made a plate for both of them.

"Hey," said Michael.

"Morning, where did you go so early?"

"A meeting," he said, and sat together on the couch.

"So, how long have you been in the mafia?"

"A few years. I'm still new to it, but I'm the biggest, and the best," Janet gave a small smirk, then hugged him tightly.

"I'm so scared Mike. I don't want to go with him!" she cried.

"You won't. I would never let anyone get you. I love you way too much to just give you up like that. It'd kill me inside to ever let that happen," he said.