A Gift To The Mafia

Chpaters 15 - Sharing Sunsets

Jimry's POV

I walked into the dusty only bar, everyone in here looked as if they were dragged through mud and just decided not to take showers. I spot my target sitting at a table with four other men and a woman on his lap.

"Something to drink?" A lady wearing too much makeup asked.

"No thank you, I am here to see Soultar" I said to her.

"Soultar, someone is here to see you!" she shouted at him from across the counter.

I waved my hand at him and he gestured for me to come over. I walked gingerly past some men who seemed as if they would gut you like fish if you made any wrong move.

"I'm Jimry Brently, Mickle sent me to you." I ask upon reaching the table.

"Oh yes, you are that fella from Westborn, yeah, yeah I have been expecting you."

"Yes, he said I could talk to you about something very delicate," I said to him.

"Yeah, yeah sure. Baby get up I need to go deal with this nice gentleman, just go upstairs and warm up for me."

He slaps her behind and playfully bites at her making her giggle. "She really got some cooch, like the best around here. Do you want some Brently?" he asked while grinning.

"No, I got some good one at home," I answered and the men around him started to laugh.

"Alright, let's go over there and you can tell me why you are here to see me." He got up from the table and led the way to a spot in a little corner that was more private. He showed me to a chair and ordered us some drinks.

"So tell me what business you want with me?" he asked.

I took a bag with the money and placed it in the centre of the table. "I have something that I want you to take care of and I heard you are the best person to talk to."

A waitress came over and placed two glasses of liquor on the table. I was not interested in drinking but it was rude to decline a man's offered drink. He took a sip of his drink then placed it near the bag with the money.

"Tell me more and I want all the details," he said.

"Well Mickle told me that if I wanted someone gone you could take care of that for and it doesn't matter who it was."

"Who do you want gone?" he asked.

He took the glass back up and put it in his mouth. "Goffery Valant" I said and he spit his drink out and started coughing.

I knew this wouldn't work, it seems like Mickle set me up.

"Wait.... Valant?" he asked in a low voice.

"Yes, Valant," I replied.

He put his body almost halfway over the table to talk to me. "I have never heard anyone saying they want to take out Valant. What did he do?"

There was first for everything.

"He took something precious from me," I said to him.

"Then let him keep it."

"I can't do that, if I can't get back what is mine then I will be forced to take him out."

He sat back in his seat and took a big gulp from the glass until it was finished. It seemed as if he was more nervous than I was. I hope it wasn't a mistake coming to him then have it backfire on my family.

"What does he have for you?" he asked.

"He took my daughter from my house and had her there being his whore. I need her to come home. He gave me some money for her so that means he has no intention of sending her back home."