Chapter 32

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Tommy Pov

Even though you couldn't tell. I was shocked for several reasons. I know this motherfucker didn't fix his legs to walk on my boat. I just know he didn't address Sasha like they were fucking friends. My face remained impassive. There's no way I can show my ass. My clients are shaky where I'm concerned since I told them I won't be getting in that shit with their wives. I pulled Sasha to me. She turned her face into my chest. The fear in her eyes was very noticeable. She didn't even want to look at him.

"Don't be like that doll. We were such good friends once." Sasha was shaking. I was remaining calm, but it didn't take long for my family to read into things.

"Who the fuck are you," asked Jackson.

"I'm the father of Sasha's child."

"Her rapist you mean," stated Hope.

Max sat down his drink and said, "this motherfucker is fish bait. Jamie, Tobais, let's go." They advanced on him.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you. My boss is here and from my understanding, you can't harm a boss or his employees."

He motioned his head to the left. Medici walked up to him. Patted his shoulder and turned to me.

"What seems to be the problem?"

"I wouldn't have invited you if I knew you kept this kind of company, Medici." I invited Medici so I could speak with him about letting my guys come to his territory and flush Adam out.

"And what kind is that?"

"The bitch made kind." I cut my eyes to Sasha. Clarity dawn in his eyes. Medici is cool. He and I have crossed paths plenty. He's straight-lace. He'll tell you what he wants and bargain to get it. He's from Hungary. He came to America poor and worked his way up to a seat at the table. Then eventually the head seat. His territory borders mine, so we are in negotiations a lot.

He turns to Adam. He saw the truth on his face.

"I see."

What is most shocking to me is that I feel no heat. No adrenaline. Maybe because his death has been premeditated for months. I've had several heat spells in the past thinking about how I'm going to kill this motherfucker.

I looked down at Sasha. I hated the look on her face. Hope was here as well rubbing her back.

"I didn't know about that. Forgive me. I meant no disrespect."

"I can kill him then." We were starting to draw a crowd. "Hope, take Sasha to one of the rooms downstairs."

Hope pulled Sasha to her. Sasha still hasn't looked at anyone. She is afraid and that pisses me off more than anything. I was seconds away from pulling my gun and just shooting this motherfucker.

"Unfortunately, no my friend. He has a huge debt to pay off."

"I'll pay it. How much for him to be handed over to me."

Medici chuckled. He looked around. I know what he's thinking. That I'm wealthy. And I am. I'm wealthier than the average head boss. I moved more weight without getting caught. Plus, I had three family members to die. All leaving me their large fortune.

"It's not that kind of debt, my friend. I would if I could, honestly. But he has made several promises that he has to make good on. Connection promises."

I clenched my jaw. I was ready to react. I have already read the room. Medici men are here as well. If I kill Adam. I will have to kill Medici and that will start a shoot-out on my boat in front of my clients. Not to mention an all-out war with his underbosses.

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