Axle: Savage Skulls MC Vol. 1

Chapter 21

Blowing out a large puff of smoke, Giancarlo mused on the information Dante gave him. Across from him, with his legs crossed and resting his chin on his hand, was Nicholas. He was waiting on his father's decision about Enzo.

"What do you plan to do when Vincenzo brings him back?" Nicholas asked.

"What do you think I should do?" Giancarlo countered. He knows when Nicholas becomes Don, he will have to make difficult choices for the sake of the family, especially with their brewing problems with the Lucchese's.

"I'm not the Don." "I can't make that call," Nicholas answered honestly. "But you will be, and then Enzo will be your problem." "What would you do?"

Nicholas sat there for a moment weighing his options. As the future Don, rash decisions are something he couldn't afford to make. He had to be methodical with every decision, just like his father. He's witnessed many bosses collapse under the mass of bad decisions.

"Mandalo in Silicia."He answered in Italian. Giancarlo let out a slight chuckle. "Send him to Sicily to Bruno." He repeated. "Yes." "It gets him out of New York and out of our way," Nicholas confirmed.

"What about Salvatore Lucchese?" Giancarlo asked. This could be a severe problem for the family if Enzo is indeed working with the enemy.

"Salvatore is a different problem that requires help from the other families." Nicholas reminded his father. "Handle Enzo first, and then we can focus on dealing with Salvatore without interference from my brother."

Giancarlo agreed with his son. He knew Enzo had to be dealt with first before they could move on to Salvatore.

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Venom and Beast were still inside the casino with Bianchi. The mafia don wanna be wasn't the least bit shaken by Dante's visit. If anything, the young Italian marveled in it. It inflated his ego, knowing he was causing such a problem for the families, including his own.

Throughout his life, Enzo lived in the shadow of his brother Nicholas. Everyone loved him. The women adored him. The gangsters feared him. And the elders respected him. He was the perfect son...the perfect mafia heir. It wasn't a secret that Giancarlo favored Nicholas more.

His silent ploy to get his father's approval was fueling his vengeance against Nicholas. His brother had everything...the perfect life. Enzo wanted what his brother had and felt like he deserved it.

"Have you raised the money you needed?" Venom asked. Enzo put out the butt of his cigar in the ashtray. "Almost." He smirked, looking at Beast to confirm the numbers.

"$15 million sitting in an offshore account under the alias Rita Miller," Beast confirmed. "Rita Miller...who's that?" Venom asked. "No one, it's a fictitious person who doesn't exist except on paper," Beast answered.

Unbeknownst to the club members, Beast was much more intelligent than he portrayed himself to be. He's the mastermind behind this whole scheme, the architect who carefully designed every piece to this elaborate plan.

[Flashback]

Inside the Gypsy lounge nestled near the rooftop of the Atlantis Casino Resort, Ink was trying to coax Beast off the barstool and out the door.

"Beast, I think you're done, man." Ink repeated, nudging him on the arm. "Fuck off, Ink." Beast spat, gulping the remaining drops of his beer. He then motioned the bartender for another.

"Brother, no sense in getting upset about Axle becoming Prez." "It was bound to happen eventually." "He's VP." Ink consoled his drunk friend.