Red

CHAPTER 42.

42. Lorenzo

Short intense flashes from the strobe lights extended across the dark club, it darkens my mood further than it already is when I drifted my gaze around the very same building Artem and his little bitches shot up few months ago and capture the boss.

His location was non existing and with Nava sitting across from me, his fucking existence was increasing the annoyance which I failed to show.

Chief Nava's one job and one job only in the Black's family rackets was to keep up his end of the bargain, I guess I was expecting too much.

He has been slacking off in regards to giving me what I fucking want and that is his loyalty which he summed up to be forgetful.

Enzo Black, the very man who trained me to take over this business who was my father, always told me to trust my gut feeling.

And as a leader of a criminal organization, evaluation and wise perception has mapped out various ways as to how I should handle a situation that proved it self to be an equivocation.

That equivocation was staring right into my face. I knew the little blonde fucker was playing with me but in perception, I will give him the shadow of a doubt. For now.

With the blunt between my lips, I lit the bud and draped an arm over the leather couch.

I spread my thighs apart behind the glass table where Fire, Rafael, Axel and Nava was surrounding.

I smirk as they gaze on the two busty strippers who shook their large tits in our faces.

"You do know that you all have baby momma's at home who I know would be pissed at your current concentration."

Fire scoffed and throw his liquor back then narrowed his eyes at me. "What can I say, tits has always been my weakness.."

Rafael rolled his eyes and puffed on a cigar. "Lorenzo you can't say shit, you think we haven't seen how the little nanny have you by the balls."

Nava grinned as he folded his arms on his chest. "I can't say, I'm not surprise."

Axel chuckled while he knock back his drink, eyes still on the strippers who were both sliding down the pool and landed in a deep split.

"Goddamn..." He whispered.

"That little nanny has nothing to do with you, and by the way, why the fuck are you guys watching me. I didn't hire you fuckers to watch me like some pussy."

The strong smoke of weed calmed me down as I withdraw the blunt and pour out the liquor before me into a glass.

My mind taking a turn to the little dark skin woman who holds the power over the anger that I still had towards her.

I didn't know why, but since the night I brought her to the library, there has been this need to know her.

I was never one to entertain a strong sense of interest towards something.

But when it comes unto her...

The intensity of my gaze needed those dark hazel eyes of hers on mine. If I didn't have it then I'd go insane.

That dusky brunette skin of hers is too worthy for the dark thoughts that I have towards her, it wanted to kiss along the surface and have her coming un-fucking-done on the dangerous thing in between my thighs.

I was intrigue about why she was still hang up on her fiancé, a past that wasn't there anymore. And the fact that she still was, told me that the man must have been some form of comfort to the little afro latina.

Who the fuck was this man?

I didn't want to be cruel but the dark part of myself was fucking glad that the man died, if he didn't then I wouldn't have had the chance to know her nor would life have given me the chance to hire her for Xamuela...

Keep telling yourself that.

Xamuela needed someone like Aurora to show her what I couldn't and I was glad she let me see how much I was beginning to hurt the very child that I promise to protect.

Puffing the blunt, I pulled myself out of my thoughts as Fire lift his hand with a glass filled with an amber liquid into the air.

He swirled it and clenched his jaw as he commence a toast. "This is for RG, River Caruso Greco. His deep loyalty to the famiglia was always admirable, a brother from another mother who did much for the famiglia by giving us our very own private hospitals, built in the Blacks name that supplies medical procedures for our men who has stumbled or fallen during a mission."

"He was our bestfriend, a cousin and not to mention a worthy family member. Rest in peace."

His words snap a cord in me, my eyes darkening as my mind ran back to one year ago. My cousin's death which still played a major role in Artem's and I feud.

And as we knock back the liquor in respect, I kept my eyes on Nava. My gut feeling making itself known once again.

Nava shook his head as he in take the liquor, he pop open two buttons on his shirt and as if he knew I was watching him, he gulped.

His nervousness known but it only lasted for a short time. The little fucker thought I missed the slip but nothing ever missed my acuity.

He covered it with a smirk and folded his arms across his chest and stared at each of us.

"In respect to River, I have been tracking Artem Pesci for a few months now."

The chief then throw down about four pictures on the glass table that had images of Artem. I didn't reached out to touch them, the blunt burned smoke on the side of my lips as I continued to watched him.

He scratch behind his neck and cleared his throat as Fire took them up, his tatted hands lifting the images as he frowned down on them.

"These were shot at Artem's warehouse."

Nava nodded and sighed as he run his fingers through his hair. "Yes, that is where he was last spotted and his main operations where he handle important meetings in regards to his arms dealing and carry out his drug trafficking with his suppliers."

"I have the address right here.." He slid another paper on the table and I glance down at it then stared over at Rafael who gave me a knowing look.

"And you're sure about this?" Fire asked as he narrow his eyes at him.

"Of course but in regards to that, Artem has been in hiding for a few weeks now and I can't tell you guys how much frustration I feel that I can't pick up his location."

Rafael and I knew about the warehouse location for a year now because he has been working as a CSI for the station for three years.

I had suspected Nava's on and off behavior for a while and as such sent Rafael as a spy to watched that fucker.

I had to give it to him, Rafael was very good at analytical skills and precision and based on what Rafael gathered so far, Nava has been lying about his tracking.

We knew this because we already know where Artem currently is.

Nava was working with the enemy and I wasn't too fond of liars, the little sharks in my fucking basement back in Italy can attest to that.

And like patience, I will tolerate his lies for now until he fucked up and that right there would be far more fatal.