Mafia Legacy (Book #1 - Mafia Series)

Part 5

"Your play toy is not here?"

Niccolo's eyes flickered upwards, meeting Leo's grin. Maybe he thought he was being funny but Niccolo was far from being amused by the comment. He dropped the pile of papers he had been holding down on his desk, his gaze never wavering. "What do you want?"

"Got a new recruit - well a second new recruit."

"She ain't a recruit."

"Well, she's got all your attention."

"What are you fucking saying? Because if you got something to say, say it to my fucking face. Stop fucking dancing around like a moron."

"I'm just saying - you've been busy."

It did not bother him, but he heard the talks. No one was to blame - Niccolo had always been a focused leader. Obviously, he had his share of women but they had never seen him hang around a woman: he usually slept with them and discarded them.

He had every intention of getting in between that pair of legs but - he had not yet. He did not seem bothered by it. Why would he? It was a chase and if there was one thing he loved, it was a chase. Except, she was more than a chase. She held the information he needed.

"And it's no one's fucking business but mine. I think you're all forgetting who the fuck is in charge here." He had no problem with having a few rumors running around here and there, but he was not about to have anyone undermine his authority.

"The guys just thought you were gonna use her to see what else the old man kept. He had some good stuff - might help us with the devil."

"And I am - not that I have to explain myself to you." Idiotic morons. He couldn't just come at her; he would spook her. If he spooked her, he'd be left with two outcomes; let her run or get rid of her.

He wasn't in the mood for either and he wouldn't gain anything from these outcomes. His plan did need some updating though. He thought he could scare her into giving up information. The little bloody shed didn't do the trick. She was scared but she wasn't scared enough.

"You think she's gonna wanna do this?"

He shrugged. "Can't find out if you're all up my ass about her."

Leo leaned back against the wall, his arms crossed in front of his chest. "So - wait, you are gonna keep her around?"

"Depends what that old man's got hiding in there. Might be worth having her around long term."

"And how are ya gonna keep her long-term?"

"I've got my ways."

"She doesn't seem to be falling for them so far..." he replied, holding back a snicker.

"When I want your useless input on something, I'll ask."

"Yes, boss."

"Instead of being an idiot, go be useful. Unless you already found the guy?"

"Not yet. You know how he is - he'll be found when he wants to be found. "

"Then why the fuck are you standing here?"

"Going," Leo said as he dashed out of the office.

Niccolo didn't want the other families to know about her yet. He didn't want anyone to know that Angelo was alive. Of course, a possible granddaughter wasn't proof enough. A visit at the old people's home though did confirm it. There was no denying it.

If people found out, it would weaken them. On top of that, it would give others ammo to attack them. That girl was his little secret until he squeezed everything he could out of her. Still, he wasn't an idiot. She was an outsider, and she knew... nothing.