Old Mob Money (COMPLETE)

Ch. 18 Say Wha...?

Location: Potts Point Cemetery, Sydney NSW
Time: 5.20pm
Date: Wednesday 12th December, 2018

Rosalina's POV

"Let's get in the car, and make a plan."

Jack and Rosalina climbed in the back seat of the bright blue XR6 Turbo, and it was at this time Jack took a moment to check Rosalina over for Injuries. She cocked an eyebrow at him, as if to question what he was doing. Jack told her "I need to know you're 100% in one piece."

Rosalina chuckled, but her heart began to race, "I'm fine Jack! Honestly. In one complete piece. The only bit missing is my heart. I gave that to you days ago."

Having said those words to Jack, Rosalina's face burnt bright red.

Jack grabbed her chin, and tilted her face back towards his face.
He placed a feather-light kiss on her lips and said "I replaced it with my heart at the same time, baby girl. I love you so much, and I'm so glad your safe. We need to focus on a plan for right now though. Do you have a phone on you?"

Rosalina leaned into the front seat to grab her burner phone for Jack. "Who do you think can help?" she asked him.

"If there's a mole within the NSWPD, I need to let people know. But we also need whatever backup we can round up for ourselves on the ASAP. If the mob is indeed on their way, we are as good as dead."
And with that, he started to dial some digits he still knew by heart.

Location: Potts Point Cemetery, Sydney NSW
Time: 5.45pm
Date: Wednesday 12th December, 2018

Detective Jack Johnson's POV

"Alright, thank you Sir. Please be sure to say hi to the family for me. Bye for now." Jack disconnected his third call in 25 minutes.

"Is anyone coming?" Rosalina queried.

"Yes. The first two calls took care of that. The third call, notified the appropriate authorities about the fact that there was a mole. Making that call however gave me the surprising news of the name of that mole. Giorgio Luciani. He was our Forensics Scientist for the past year or so. And he was acting incredibly sketchy last time I saw him, which was on the case that led me to you... which was the same case that your brother seems to be upset about! Can you tell me, please? Was that you? Did you kill Chidi Virginianson?"

Rosalina's face had gone white as a ghost, and her breathing had become laboured. Her mouth was opening and closing, as if she was uncertain of exactly what to say to this man that she loved without losing him. But out of the corner of her eye, she saw a few matte black 4WD circling the streets on the outside of the Cemetary.

"Yes. They're here here! No time to explain the why's. But trust that I had my reasons. I love you. If we survive this, you will get all your answers." Rosalina panted in response before checking her weapons magazine and getting out of the car, low to the ground.

Jack followed her as she head toward where Jack had left Matteo cuffed on the ground.

"You're fùcked now! Royally fùcked Rosalina! You might as well let me go now, or shoot yourself in the head!"

"Naw! I love you too Matteo!" Rosalina replied sarcastically, as she bought the butt of her gun down on the back of his head, and both broke his nose and knocked him out at the same time.

Jack stared at the woman he loved with a look of wonder and awe.
"You kick ass!" Jack exclaimed.

Rosalina blushed, and said "Check his pockets, we are gonna need his mobile, and keys."

Jack groaned, but did it.

Rosalina checked Matteo's 4WD, and the smartass was cocky enough to leave his keys in there.

Rosalina called out to Jack, "How long till back-up arrives? We have less than 5 minutes until the Mob descends. We are almost out of time!"

Jack (having located Matteo's mobile and another set of keys, popped over to where Rosalina was, handed her the two requested items, and embraced her. "They said they were on their way when I called at 5.20pm, it's now 6pm. I'm actually surprised they're not here already." Jack said.

Rosalina squeezed Jack tightly, and said "Well, I'm not willing to risk our lives. I'm calling Matteo's number 2, and telling them if they arrive and hurt you and I in any way, I will kill Matteo, and they will have me as a leader, because I am the next to 'hold' the leadership, until I bear an heir. I guarantee you baby, he won't want that to happen."

Once again, Jack stared at her in awe, and wonder as she pulled out Matteo's mobile phone, used his cuffed hand to scan his thumb to unlock his phone, and then look through his contacts for a particular name, then hit the green button.
Whoever it was, answered in a slew of italian so fast and so loud, Rosalina both winced and was forced to pull the phone a solid 10 centimeters away from her face.
After 30 seconds of listening to this, she cleared her throat two or three times trying to get the (very obviously) italian mans attention, Rosalina eventually just said "Vincenzo, are you fùcking done? It's me, Rosalina."

At this point, another long string of italian came through the phone, but this time only for ten seconds because Rosalina cut it off with a sharp "Don't you dare call me that, or ever speak to me like that ag ain, Do. You. Understand?"

Silence. . .

"I asked you a question Vincenzo. Don't you dare disrespect your new boss and leader. Until I birth an heir, anyway." Rosalina snapped at Vincenzo down the phone.

"What?!?!" Vincenzo squarked in response. "Where the fuck is Matteo? What have you done you evil bitch! Blood is blood. If I get my hands on you..."

"You'll what exactly?" Rosalina snapped, her temper flaring once again. "As a matter of fact, Matteo is unconscious and handcuffed on the floor in front of me, perfectly safe, perfectly cosy. But, if you hurt, injure, main, shoot or harm in any which way my mother, Aurora, myself, my boyfriend - Jack Johnson and the two members of his family - his sister and her daughter, I will not only kill Matteo, but take over and drive you crazy for the rest of your life."

Vincenzo groaned. 
"How do I know you're not lying? How do I know he's alive?"

Rosalina scoffed.
"Me lying? Am I in the Mob? Do I follow mindless orders from a mindless idiot because I can't hold a normal job? No! I was working three jobs to pay the expenses on my Mum's house, because Matteo was playing the 'Poor little Rich Boy' routine. He is alive, but I knocked him out to stop the insults. Believe me Vincenzo, as much as I'm annoyed with him right now - I could never face my mother again if I killed him."

Silence. . .

"Vincenzo! If nothing else, I'm italian through and through. My family is my blood. I would never fail my mother." Rosalina stated emphatically.

"Grrrrrnnnnn ok! Send me a photo. Provided I believe he's not dead, no one involved with the mob will approach you - wherever you are until we've at least completed the terms of the deal." Vincenzo eventually relented.

And with that? A temporary truce was struck. . .

A/N
Another chapter.... say what...?
Yep!
(Very tongue in cheek)
LOL!

Sonia Rose 🥀