Gangs , Love , Family

Chapter 1

Callen Cody's POV.

Bloody hell I think to myself. I can not believe father's gone . My father. Our father. Our gang leader . I've always attended people's funerals but never in a million years have I thought I'd be attending my father's funeral .

I reach out from dad's leather couch behind the desk to pour myself a shot of bourbon. It feels weird to be here , in his office , sitting in his chair .

Now that he is gone I have to take over the gang , I hope he'd be proud sincing he's always tried to prepare me for this day .

As I reach in my pocket to light myself a fag , I hear a knock on the door .

"Come in " I say .

"Sir the car is ready " my bodyguard says to me as he stands by the door waiting for me to get up and follow him.
Yet I can not seem to grasp everything all at once . For goodness sake , everything is on me .

"I'll be there in a few , meet me out front '' I say as I pull the last nip of my fag before dabing it.

I have no doubt that everyone in my family can see the exhaustion in my eyes . Lately I've been getting alot of disapproving looks from my family .

You need to get some sleep , when last have you gotten sleep ? Why are your eyes so baggy this is all I've been hearing for the past 24hours .

Oh for fuck sakes , my father's dead I think to myself as I down the last of the bourbon . He never really was the type for bonding or atleast staying longer than thirty minutes to an hour at family functions . But he was my father and one day he said This kingdom my son , what I have built for us , for you will all be yours one day and I guess that one day is today .

Somehow I just cannot seem to understand how someone like him , someone with all the protection there is to offer could be shot dead . In the middle of nowhere . It still does not make sense , whenever I try to tell my mother there's more to this the subject gets changed. Strange.

" Earth to Callen " mum says as she stands by the door staring at me . In my opinion I'd definitely say that she looks better than me , how does one handle the death of a loved one so well ?

" I'm coming mother'' I say as I make my way toward her .

"Dashing , my handsome son " she says as she adjusts my tie . "Let's go and get this over and done with " she says tucking her arm around mine .

Back at the funeral house

Atleast the worst is over with, how are you coping? So you're the head of the family ? Have you found your father's killer yet ? How many times was he shot ?
Everyone has been bombarding me with these questions and I'm not even in the mood to answer , so instead I just nod my head and force a smile .

The house is extremely crowded . I can feel everyone's eyes all over me , people whispering amongst eachother . I make my way down the hall and up the stairs , only to find a few of the members from Mr Miller's gang waiting in the board room for me .

"Perhaps you have a minute to spare" says one of the members , as he persuades me to join them by offering me a drink . From my own bottle , the audacity.

"Perhaps you'd do me a favour and fuck off "I say grabbing the drink and downing it .

'' You have officially taken over your father's place , we need to discuss business Mr Cody " says Mr Miller .

Every last atom in my body wants to pull out my fucking leng and shoot this bastard right in the middle of his forehead .

As I loosen my tie , I begin to walk straight up to him " How dare you come into my house , on the day of my father's funeral and tell me what to do ? Take all your fucking men and piss off ."

"You may not want to discuss business now but sooner or later you won't have a choice " Rahul Miller says to me as he buttons up his suit jacket and makes his way for the door with all his men .

Before heading out he turns around .

" Mr Cody , when your hot head has cooled down be sure to give me a call "