The King's of New York

Shootout

"Let whatever come my way. I am stronger than my rival."

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Leo

"How idiotic can you three shitheads be?" Gia berates as she marches towards Ricky, Jack, and I.

I roll my eyes, "You're not supposed to be here."

"I know everything you three do. Remember you may be Don but I also have these men wrapped around my fingers." Gia says with her hands on her hips.

"It's already settled Gia. And it's planned out well for anything these reckless animals have up their asses." I reply causing Gia to roll her eyes.

"What's the ETA on them then?" She asks looking at her watch.

"They're pulling in now." Ricky informs as he hands the iPad over to one of his men.

I check the chamber of my handgun, quickly inspecting my bullet count. Gia, Jack, and Ricky also do the same right before we tuck out guns away.

The loud steps of shoes echoes the warehouse, no chatter is heard just the sounds of dress shoes hitting the cement floor.

"This better be fucking worth it." Gia mumbles lowly to us as Carlos Rossi and three of his men round the corner.

"A son of bitch has entered the chat." Ricky mumbles just as Carlos stands about 10 feet from us.

"Leo! Glad you came to your senses to settle this little feud and talk it out!" Carlos exclaims widening his arms.

"Little feud!? You killed my fucking father!" Ricky growls and Jack holds him by his shoulder.

"I did not have any hand in killing your father. But that doesn't mean I have some valuable information." Carlos explains.

I pull out a cigarette and light it up. Inhaling the cancerous fumes, "You know I have a short fuse and how I believe my time is essential. So Rossi get to fucking speaking before this become a Rossi cemetery."

Rossi smirks and nods, "We come in peace. In fact we have a peace offering."

"And that is?" Jackson interjects stepping forward beside me.

"Information that you three have been running around looking for. But it's in plain sight." Carlos smiles sinisterly, "How's that rare beauty of yours Leo?"

I quickly pull out my gun and aim for one of his men, "She's not of topic. Speak of her once more, and I will bury you and your family alive in cement.

"Oh but she is of topic. You all have no idea what you have do you? Leverage my boy. You have leverage." Carlos explains.

My mind travels back to the conversation that aunt Iris and I had weeks ago.

"What are you talking about? Enough with the riddles and just fucking answer." Gia barks out causing Carlos to smile.

"Yes ma'am. Well you see little Hermione is the daughter of two very notorious people."

"Her dad was a fucking cop and her mom is an innocent civilian." Jack snaps as Carlos smirks looking directly at my eyes.

"I'm talking about her real parents. But Leo here knows who I'm talking about."

I narrow my eyes at him, as Gia turns to me, "What the fuck is he saying? Did you know something and not tell us?" She snaps lowly.

I clench my jaw and throw my cigarette down stepping on it, "Hermione's the daughter—"

"She's the daughter of the infamous Siren of them all Jade Devereaux and one of the Notorious mob bosses Romano DeSantiago." Carlos cuts in.