Pannel & Hook

Chapter 28: Gangsta Gangsta

POV Nicholas

"You broke my heart Nicky...you went against the family". BANG

"Baby!". In a frightened daze, I jumped out of my sleep, wrapping my fingers around the throat of the blurry figure beside my desk before loosening my grip as my eyes focused and saw that it was Nessa.

"Well, you might as well finish what you started". She implied with a pretty satisfied look on her face.

My body towered over her radiating presence as I came down burying my head in her chest saying sorry as I gripped the back of her dress.

"It's okay, my love. The same dream again?". She could feel my nod before holding my face in her hands and giving me a kiss.

"Time for you to go to work baby, you told me to wake you". My queen laid another on me and wiped away the red kiss mark on my cheek before taking her leave. Mesmerized by the way her body swayed in that dress, knowing she knew I was looking but had to snap myself back to reality as she stopped at the double door of my office.

"I tried all night to reach him but I couldn't get through". She let out a slight sigh playing with her gold necklaces hiding their frustration.

"I guess it can't be helped, family or not, we can't stop what's coming". Throwing the oak doors apart with ease she paused mid-step and turned to me. "Given that you're stressed from your jobs I'll allow it this time but you better take your Sertraline or I'll do it for you".

     I swear under my breath before rubbing my eyes and glancing at the time. 3:04 AM. Fuck.

"Mr. De Niro, Sir, your shirt and tie have been pressed as requested". I thank Rosalia before motioning them to hand it to me, trying not to look at my body if not my skin covered in tattoos as I noticed I was only wearing a watch and dress pants, and shined shoes.

I found myself putting on my holder and loading my gun before finally buttoning up my shirt and stepping out into the corridor and commanding the workers to get started. Making my way to the front door with the sound of money counters and electric scale machines being turned on.

The insignia of the car popped up on the Hud as the engine roared and I put her in drive heading to the Black Lagoon.

One way or another I got stares. Half the department either hated me outta jealousy or wanted to be under me to the point the woman at the front desk makes me hot coffee every day just to have an excuse to talk to me so given that I actually need the coffee I pretend to care for their conversation.

I made my way to the conference room early trying my best not to be noticed and thankfully, I was alone...at least I thought.

"Nick De Niro... grim reaper of the Black Lagoon, 45 confirmed kills in both military and the department and now an officer of the NPD, boy that's one hell of a rap sheet".

Salvatore Smee, was nearly as tall as mean but annoyed the fuck outta me to my core as a person and LOVES to hear himself talk.

"It's Detective and Good morning to you too". I downed my latte before tossing it in the shit can and walked away but decided to be polite and stopped when he continued to talk.

"By the way, I was wondering when you were going to bring that lovely girlfriend around the department again and I heard through the grapevine that your father Carmine croaked earlier this week".

I dug my hand into my pocket, taking a band out, putting my hair back, and stepped towards him with a smile.

He looked at my neck seeing a piece of my tattoo along with my chain. "Let me help you with that bud". He fixed the final button before reading my tattoo, mouthing, "Corleone".

     "I wonder what that sweet fox of yours thinks about you being the son of-"

Before he could finish his sentence, he got hit with a three-piece and a knee to his stomach before I grabbed his sides and launched him towards the chairs.

"She's my wife and you can fuck off with that nice shit because you don't know a damn thing about me".

Salvatore had stumbled to his feet ready to charge but stopped in his place after he saw me unholster my piece from behind me, keeping eye contact as I took off the safety.

Normally I would've hit em with two shots a piece in the head, but then I remembered where I was as the rest of the fuzz began filling the courtroom.

I let the trash pick itself up before making my way to the podium and tapped the mic and started as they all took their seats.

"Thank you all for coming and good mornin'. As captain of the S.T.R.I.K.E Division, I announce that the extermination of the four criminal organizations known as the Lost Boys and Green Doves commences tonight at 23:00. Ladies and gentlemen...as of today...we're at war".