Chapter 9
I stood shivering in Leon hand. It all seemed unreal. I listened as he dialed a number.
"Yes I would like to report dead body in parking of Estella Marcello's diner." He paused for a moment as the police asked whether he knew the man who committed the crime. "Yes he is speaking to you." The police asked him to verify his identity. " I am Leon, who else?" There was a long pause.
"Thank you for making the report signor, we will pick up the body within 15 minutes." The phone went dead. He was going to get away with it. The police were still heavily under his influence. He replaced the phone in his pocket. He began pulling me back to the diner. Carlina met us at the door.
"I heard gunshots what is problem?" She questioned.
"We have 15 minutes to leave they will then officially launch then close police investigation on murder."
"Murder?! Leon-"
"Be quiet." He ordered his newest slut. She stared at him.
"Mama . . . ?" Gianni asked as he tilted his head.
"Yes sweetheart?" My voice was trembling.
"Did the mean man make you cry again?" He asked while subconsciously playing in Carlina's hair.
"No." I said before taking in a shaky breath. "Not this time. . ." Gianni stared at Leon but said no more.
"Carlina do you know where the Dalton Hotel is?"
"Do you mean the one in the city?"
"Yes take Rochelle there, have her checked in." He paused then continued but this time in Italian, "Don't let her get hands on my money." He said in Italian. My guess was that Rochelle didn't understand Italian.
"Si." She replied as she handed Gianni to me. Shire stood at my feet.
"Wait what do you mean drop me off?" Rochelle asked indignantly.
"Please do not become nuisance to me." Leon said as he handed Carlina his car key. "Come to my house after you have left her."
"Which one of your houses?"
"Um . . . " He paused to think. Why the hell did he have more than one house?! Was that even necessary?" The one near small lake."
Carlina nodded then gestured for Rochelle to follow her. The woman merely stood staring as if she was deeply offended. I could tell that Leon was becoming impatient. It was clear that he did not like clingy women. She stared at him defiantly. She was definitely asking for it.
"I want to go with you baby. I've never been to any of your houses. Let your sister take that frump, the brat and the mutt to the ho-" Leon stroke her across the face and she staggered backwards in an effort to remain balanced. Gianni immediately hid his face in my hair and clung tighter to me. Shire whined softly.
"You have been getting on my last nerve. I warned you that I do not think twice before hitting women yet you test me. Get in car with my sister. Tomorrow I get you on plane and ship you back to whore house you come from." He said with disgust. Her face was red and I could tell that the slap wasn't the only reason for this.
She turned and walked quickly to the car. Carlina turned and follow her.
"Come Kaitlyn, we have little time to leave." He walked to Carlina's car. "Hand me the keys." That was when I remembered that I had Carlina's car key. I quickly handed it to him then opened the back door. Shire stared on hesitantly; he refused to go in.
"Mama . . . don wanna go in."
"Why not sweetheart?"
"The mean man is gonna drive." He said into hair. "He might hurt us."
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Mafia Affair (Under abit of reconstruction)
RomanceIt started out as a simple dream that would get Kaitlyn out on her home and away from her parents. But what happens when something smashes that dream and slaps her furrowed into a reality that she must face and a past she must try to forget for the...