Chapter three: Salvaggio

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Demetrius P.O.V

The door opens and the first two people I see out of a room full of them, Colton and Taretto's bitch Tommy.

Everyone is busy practicing and working out. Colton and Tommy are in the center practicing on each other. Colton has Tommy in a headlock and flings him to the ground. Tommy finds the strength to roll over and get on top, putting Colton in an arm bar. Those are painful and hard to get out of. I hate both of them but this is entertaining to watch.

It takes time but Colton ends up getting free and rolls back on top after struggling, he gets Tommy into a back control position. Tommy can't do much now, struggling he has not chance.

He doesn't give up easy but eventually he taps out.

Taretto, Cameron and I were just standing off to the side watching as they fuck each other up. Fun. I almost forget that we're here to fetch them, for what I still don't know.

"Colton. Tommy." Taretto calls them over. They lay eyes on Cameron and I and immediately make a face of disgust and hate, like I give a fuck. They both grab a towel and their water bottle before coming over.

"What is it?" Colton asks once in front of us, wiping himself with the towel. Tommy beside him in the back just an inch, drinking his water with his eyes on me. I hear nothing their talking about because I'm fixed on Tommy. The carving Taretto left in his chest still there, not as bad but still noticeable.

"Is there a problem?" I almost didn't notice Tommy was the one speaking to me. Before I can even say anything Colton steps in. "Don't." Stern. Tommy never taking his glare off of me. "Hey, we don't have time for your bullshit! Get your shit together before your little fuck up brother comes to my office, I'm not getting blood over my floors." Taretto snaps.

"Yes sir." Colton glances at me before pulling Tommy off to the side and having a word with him. Tommy facing me, Colton's back towards me.

"Demetrius!" Fingers snap in my face. Tommy's got a stupid grin on his face as he stares. "Yes?" I speak not paying much attention. "Ignore him you all need to work together to get this done understood?" I nod but that isn't enough for Taretto. "I can't hear you."

"Yes sir."

"Are you guys ready now we don't have time to waste." Says Taretto. "Yes. He's ready." Colton speaks for the both of them. Tommy still stubborn with the look still. "Good now let's go." He turns and we go to follow but he stops abruptly. His right hand up. "Oh and keep your hands to yourself." I notice Cameron looks over at me when this is said by boss man. We smirk at each other knowing exactly why boss man made the statement before continuing.

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Taretto in the front walking with no care. Cameron and I walking behind Colton and Tommy. The two of them walk having a silent conversation. I try to listen but Cameron interrupts. "You good?" He must be reading my body language and facial expressions. "I'm fine." Actually telling the truth, I am fine I'm just cautious and expecting something to happen.

We get inside of the office and are told to take a seat. Me and Cam sit on one side as they sit on the other. Taretto of course taking his usual position on the desk. Legs crossed, hands griping the edges, a glass of scotch next to him.

I can't help but imagine what Cameron told me before Taretto came in to get us. Alice on his desk half naked. His pants undone. She said he didn't. Did he? I believe her.

Brought out of the thought by Taretto finally telling us why we're all here.

After sipping from his sweating cup he sits it to the side and speaks.

"I brought you all here because management gave us a job. It's a rival--." He begins. "Who?" Asks Colton. Taretto pinches the bridge of his nose. "It's him. Selvaggio."

...Salvaggio... This is a joke right. We had him. He was the entire reason for what he lost and what I've gained. He's nothing. Why is Taretto making a big deal out of this idiot?

"Boss why is he a problem now? He's nothing, we took care of him before. We took what was his and made it ours." Says Colton from the other side now sitting forward in his chair, Tommy sitting lazily back in his.

"That's the point ever since we took what was his he's gotten-- worse." Taretto rubs his chin like this situation is stressing him but I know that's definitely not the case. He would never stress over Salvaggio. "How could he have gotten worse? What is he gonna do compared to what we could do to him before he could even get started." Cameron makes a good point.

"No, that's no longer the case. He has his people back and way more, not as much as us still but enough. Now he has something he wants back and I'm told he'll do whatever to get back what's his. I was also told not to take it lightly, management reminded me what Salvaggio did in the past, do you all remember that?"

Oh yeah I forgot about that.

"That was how long ago, he was seventeen when he did that. He stopped and became nothing for two years." Colton speaks again. "Yes your right. He started very young, just because he stopped for a while doesn't mean he's still not capable of doing what he did to him to us. And yes I know we had him and he was weak but remember he was alone and had been in hibernation. He's back now and with his new army and he's pissed off so we need to take him out before he gets to us..and his prize."

"Where do we start?" I ask. "We start with the watchers, you find them and take them out. We work our way up until we get to Salvaggio."

I'm going to enjoy this.

"Now you listen to me you guys need to stop fucking around and work together. That means you Tommy." Right as Taretto finishes his sentence Tommy looks over at me. My little friend that's in the middle of all my fingers salutes him, he smirks.

"This is a group effort remember that. Now what's our motto?"

"I nemici non hanno bisogno di pietà." We all say the motto at once.

"Which means?"

"Enemies need no mercy."

"Your dismissed." We all stand and head for the exit. "Don't forget, no fucking around."

With that said we all exit and go our separate ways. Them two go right and Cam and I go left back to Alice.



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