The Castillo Crime Family

twenty five

Making Things Clear...

Above their heads was a local dinner, the Castillo's in the well built tunnel to meet with the Torres's. Word moved quick within two days that a Castillo beat one of Carlo's men with a bat, and Carlo's father who was the boss of their entire organization, called Richie to have a meeting.

Richie agreed to attend because he needed to express a few words himself, Frankie hoping some sort of truce can be considered as things could get ugly if it didn't.

So, as the heated glares were exchanged on both ends, Richie begins, "I'm sure we all know why we are here," looking at Carlo then at Carlo's father, Hugo, "Carlo is pissed about my son dating his girlfriend, and there's been some tension because of it."

Hugo sighs, "I've heard things."

"The first issue with the brawl at the club," Richie shrugs, "I was willing to let it go as these boys were just sticking up for each other," he then goes on to say, "but attacking my son is not something I'll sweep under the rug," eyes roaming the group across from him, seeing that Andrew wasn't present for the conversation although he was the problem.

Sam noticed Andrew's friend was here though, most likely as witness to the incident.

Hugo nods, glancing at Sam who flicked his gaze over to him instantly, "he put one of my men in the hospital, and now he needs stitches," leaving out the part where Andrew was left with a few teeth missing and his mouth swollen shut by the end of the night.

Sam voices, "he's luckily that's all he got."

Giuseppe says, "he came after us first," pointing to Carlo, "on his call."

Carlo looks at him with a scowl, "what? I didn't send nobody to do shit," he went to take a step towards him for the accusation, but Hugo put his arm out to stop him, "if I wanted to come after you, you don't think I would've done that shit myself?"

Giuseppe argues, "obviously not. You got ya' bitches doin' ya' dirty work," the guys with Hugo now getting rowdy as the ones behind the Castillo's did the same, Richie and Hugo halting their movements with their words.

"Relajarse," Hugo said looking at his boys over his shoulder at the same time Richie spoke. chill out.

"Non è quello che siamo venuti qui a fare," Richie informs to calm them. this is not what we came here to do.

Hugo slowly turns his head to Richie, "what these boys got goin' on shouldn't effect the rest of us, but it's clear we got too many hotheads," Hugo didn't want to start problems with them, but he also didn't want to just lie on his back and take whatever they were dishing out, "but we can't sit around like a bunch of pussies after getting attacked like that."

Richie nods, "you could sit around like a bunch of pussies or you could all lay on top of each other in the same ditch, don't really matter to me," shrugging his shoulders, "but be Mr. tough guy, and see where it gets ya'," he pointed at Hugo.

Carlo clenched his jaw, Hugo speaking, "I might not be as known as you, but I have men behind me who protect me and my son with their lives."

"And so do I," Richie smiles before rounding up his guys to leave. Going back and forth to get the same answer every time: that they'll send bullets flying for anything, there was no use in keeping the conversation going, but Richie did announce, "let another bitch touch any of my children, and I'm puttin' yours in the fuckin' ground," giving Hugo a sharp glare before turning around with his sons walking ahead of him.

Hugo watched with a dark stare, wanting to be prepared for anything that would come their way.

Seeing Carlo wanted to follow after them, Hugo pulled him by his shoulder to prevent him from doing so. Carlo look at his father confused, Hugo not saying anything until the Castillo's were above ground, "mira qué carajo empezaste," scolding his son in Spanish. look what the fuck you started.