Epilogue
GIANLUCA
We sent Yakov back to Ivan. As much as everyone hated it, we are true to our word.
We got news yesterday that Ivan had Yakov killed.
That was surprising because I honesty thought he was just going to let it all go.
But apparently Yakov double crossed not only us, but another Bratva out of Russia.
And Ivan couldn’t fight all of us. So he did what he had to do.
Knowing that I don’t have to worry about him ever again is a relief.
The next six months of our regular season goes by in a flash. And for the first time in one hundred and eight years, we’re in the playoffs.
It’s game seven and whoever wins this game is World Series Champion. It’s like deja vu. We’re down by three runs. Bases are loaded and two strike out players. If I fuck this up, we lose. I can’t fuck this up. We’re playing at home and my entire family is here watching.
I walk up to the plate and look up at the stands every fan in the stadium is standing up. I see Gabriela holding Giancarlo. She’s just starting to show in her pregnancy and I love it. I tap my heart and point up to them. I step up to the plate and get ready.
CRACK.