Dangerous | l.s.

VIII

Wednesday night 11pm

"Ready to go Lou?" asked William. He wasn't worried at all though, it wasn't the first time Louis would be doing a job without him. His nephew was practically running the whole show.

"Always am," Louis said with a quick nod.

"Alright go get your men then and head on your way. Maybe you'll be back before sunrise," he said with a chuckle.

"Ah wishful thinking uncle, wishful thinking. But thank you, I'll see you tomorrow," Louis said and weakly saluted before exiting his uncle's office.

Zayn and Liam as well as two other capos stood waiting for Louis, all geared up and ready to go.

"Alright boys, we got the okay. Let's move out," Louis said picking up his bag.

Just as the group of men was about to head out the door they heard a small voice calling out from the living room. Louis turned around saw a sleepy eyed Harry standing at the bottom of the stairs.

"Lou?"

"Hey bub, what are you doing down here?" Louis asked worriedly, did Harry have a bad dream?

"Just heard some noise, woke up. Where you going?" he asked and Liam and Zayn gave Louis a warning look not to tell him.

"No where H, I'll be back soon. Why don't you run on back up and get some sleep. We both know you need your beauty rest," he said jokingly.

"LOU!"

"Go on shoo shoo, goodnight curly."

"Goodnight Louis," Harry said wearily as he walked back up the stairs. Louis had a feeling Harry didn't believe him when he said he was going nowhere.

"WHIPPED!" Shouted Liam as soon as Harry was out of ear shot.

"Oh shut up, we have a job to do," Louis said shaking his head and the group headed out.

Louis and his men climbed into one of their black range rovers. It was going to be an easy night Louis hoped, everything should go business as usual. They had a few supply drops to run, collect some money from some of their casinos and the last task of the night was to shakedown some associate that owed them 10 G.

The supply drops ran smoothly, easy runs really. They could have given the task to an associate or soldier but since they were larger and more valuable drops, figured they would handle it themselves. Associates and soldiers could tend to be messy. Louis hates messy. Messes draw the attention of cops and the last thing Louis needs are some feds sniffing around.

For the most part Sonlinmot owns most of the city government and offices as well as the police station but there were a few that didn't care how much they were paid off. Those were the cops that posed a problem to the Mob. Louis didn't like them at all. Almost as much as he doesn't like things to get messy.

It was around 1 in the morning when they were going around to their casinos and collecting their cuts. Casino skimming was one of the biggest earners for Sonlinmot, especially here in Las Vegas. Home to the world's best casinos.

It was now 3 am as they were heading East Las Vegas. It was a particularly bad part of Las Vegas but it supplied a lot of their customers to them. Unfortunately the man they were visiting tonight wasn't a costumer but an associate which highly disappointed Louis. And to think Louis almost made him a wiseguy, well not anymore.

The black Range Rover pulled up in front of the broken down house and all the men stepped out. The scum bag knew Louis was collecting tonight and was warned to have the 10 grand ready or there would be consequences to suffer. Everyone readied their guns just in case, sometimes when their associates go off their heads on drugs-they can be a bit unpredictable because they're already dangerous as it is.

Louis pounded on the door of the house and it quickly swung open. There stood a nervous looking man with no money in sight.

"Where's my money Giovanni?" Louis questioned harshly as he shoved the man past the doorway. Louis and his men stepped into the house and locked the door. "Where is my fucking money?"

"Louis, I swear I have it. I have it, give me just a few more weeks. Please Lou," Giovanni pleaded.

"Don't fucking 'Lou' me Giovanni, you've lost the right. And you've had enough damn time, it's 10 grand. So I'm not going to repeat myself, Go. Get. My. Fucking. Money." Louis said shoving Giovanni more every time between each word he spoke. He quickly scrambled out of the room, presumably to grab the money. He came back into the room a few minutes later with his head hung low.

"Here Louis, here's your money," said Giovanni as he reaching into his jacket. Instead of pulling out a wad of cash, he had pulled out a gun and fired before anyone could stop him. The bullet hit Louis right in the shoulder, it hurt like a bitch but it wasn't anything that he wasn't used to.

"Oh Gio, you shouldn't have done that lad," Louis said and quickly fired three shots directly into his chest before he could even react or fire again. The man fell dead in a matter of seconds. "Get this scum cleaned up Luca, you know how to dispose of the body," Louis said as he turned to one of his men. "The rest of you raid the house, take anything of value. Money, jewelry, drugs, cards, you know the drill," Louis said and waved the rest of them off to do their job.

He finally felt like he was able to breathe for the first time since he's stepped into this house. His shoulder was shooting pain but he could not be weak. Liam and Zayn had stayed by his side and were now trying to access the damage.

"Fuck Louis, this looks bad. We might need to go to the hospital," Liam said he inspected the wound.

"No, hell no. Too many headlines if I did go, we could get pinched," Louis said shaking his head. "We'll just have to call up Doctor Lomasney, say it's an emergency."

"Here Louis, you can't just sit there and bleed to death," Zayn said tearing off his shirt and gently wrapping the wound. Louis pulled out a cig and lit it, tonights job was getting more stressful than it should be.

Within a matter of 45 minutes his crew had cleared out the house and properly disposed of Giovanni. They were able to collect about 4000 in cash and about another 2000 in possessions so the trip wasn't a complete bust. Everyone once again piled into the Range Rover and sped home as fast as they could.

When they got back Zayn and Liam assisted Louis with getting out of the car and into the house. The pain was getting a bit unbearable now. Once inside, Liam brought Louis a bottle of whiskey to help numb the pain until they could get the doctor here. But apparently the group of men had been a bit too loud downstairs and had woken up Harry.

The boy carefully treaded down the stairs to see what all the commotion was. He could not believe his eyes when he saw a bloodied Louis laying on the couch, about to pass out.

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This chapter was a bit hard to write cause I didn't want too much drama just yet so to not go over board was bit hard but I hope you all still enjoy it!

I also just realized that this could get a little confusing if you're not familiar with how the Italian Mob works. So basically you have the boss and the underboss and their consigliere, who is basically an advisor. Next you have capos that are just captains and they have crews that consist of soldiers. And at the bottom of it all are the associates, they are the earners and do all the dirty work. As an associate you can be made a wiseguy or a made man which is a bit higher up and means you earn more for the family. Once you're a made man you have the opportunity to become an associate. That's roughly how this whole thing works, I could write a whole book explaining it all but this is short and gives you a basic idea.