The Enemy

Chapter Sixteen

~Matteo~

"You killed my fucking family now you want me roll over like some kind of dog?" Detective Yung sat in a chair across from Mario screaming at the type of his lungs. His anger is justified. I get it, he's just lost his family but he knows deep down he couldn't blame anyone but him self. If this is the life he wanted to live he should have been chosen it. You dont waste seventeen years of your life, making a career for yourself settling down and starting a family knowing that it's not what the fuck you want. Hell even if this isn't what he's always wanted and he really did want to live in the straight and narrow. He should have never crossed that line. People with families who live this life will forever be the dumbest people to ever walk the earth. There is no turning back and living like a good citizen. Once you've crossed the line there is no going back therefore you will eventually die a horrible death. I'm not a religious man nor am I a superstitious one but I strongly believe that you will get what you give. You take a life just expect yours to be taken in return. What you dish out will eventually boomerang right back at your ass. I've learned that a long ass time ago that's why I no longer give a fuck. With each life I take I know it's just a inch closer to my inevitable demise. Hopefully that comes after I've already accomplished what I set out to accomplish.

"Listen dude do you know who the fuck we are?" Mario's voice boomed through the warehouse. For all my annoyance at my men I can always count on them to assert authority when I need them too. I never do the talking whenever we meet face to face with anyone. I don't want anyone knowing who I am however I like to be present when meetings are taking place. I need to assess situations first hand, scope out any lie and bullshit play for myself. "I know I'm not talking to the man in charge so how about you get you lackey ass out of my face." I didn't react to the statement although it peeked my interest. However Mario let the shit get to him when he really should have just let the shit roll off his shoulders. Mario grabbes the back of his neck and slams the detective's face on the table twice. Effectively breaking his nose. Blood flowed out of his nose like water. Showing that type of emotion just further proved his point. I stood in the corner of the room with my back to the wall watching the detective. He's smarter than I initially gave him credit for. He's still an amateur. He looked directly at me and smiled. Which further proves he knows something he's not supposed to know. Keeping my face void of expression I stare right back at him. He breaks contact after about ten seconds then looks back at Mario. To be honest Mario was never the best person to have do this. He sucks at keeping his anger in check. The guys wears his heart - or what's left of it - on his sleeve. But Niccoli is helping Dino with a lead on Alex. With any luck I'll have some good news before detective Yung takes his last breath. I'm actually counting on some good news. Miller hasn't been able to get me anything good on the director seeing as he's out of country on some classified bullshit case. I'm not worried about that because I can easily figure out where he is and what case he's working on. It's actually good for me now that I think about it because I can just solve the case for him and then I'll have him hooked. I smile inwardly at the thought that my night just got ten times better. And to top it all of I get to end up next to my green eyed goddess. I wish the girl would have went to my place I could really use some of her. Yung's voice snaps me out of my thoughts. "So Capo you just going to let you lackey do your job for you or are you just going to continue standing in the corner like a little bitch" I look at him like he's grown two heads. Intrigued I lean against the wall. I don't have to react to his blatant disrespectful remarks because my men do that for me. My soldiers draw their weapons and point them at him. Mario stands up and kicks him square in the jaw. The force of the kick send him flying out of the chair. He lands on his face with blood spilling out of his mouth. The guy is mentally hurting with a broken heart. We all have to remember the guys just lost his family not even ten hours ago he's looking to feel something other than his aching feelings. Before Mario can send another blow to him I put my hand up in signal for my men to lower their guns and walk over to the table. "Mario it's okay pick him up." I take Mario's seat across from Yung and wait patiently while Mario picks him up and sits him back down in his seat facing me. Yung looks at me with pure hatred but doesn't say anything. I unbotton my suit jacket and place my back against the chair.