Grayson
“You know this is going to come back on us, right?” Luciano says.
“Maybe, but nothing we can’t handle.” I lean back in the chair at my desk, watching Luciano pace my office.
“If they find out the reason, , it will be something we may not be able to handle. We’re outnumbered with these guys.”
I consider him for a moment. “Look, they have no way of finding out. This isn’t their only business operation. I doubt they’ll even care enough to look into it and if they do, it’ll be Frank that will be on their radar, not us .
Luciano plops down on the chair across from me, resting his arms on his knees. “They know Frank is involved with us, though. When he turns up missing and his only daughter is married to you, then what?”
“Then we deal with it. You’re overthinking this.”
Luciano scoffs, shaking his head. “You’re trying to kill two birds with one stone with this sloppy ass plan, . We can’t deal with The Gold Serpent Cartel the way we deal with everyone else. We’ve never dealt with a cartel. This takes real planning.”
Just as I open my mouth to respond to Luciano, our Uncle Nino walks in, a cuban cigar in one hand and a glass of whiskey in the other. “Ragazzi! How are we doing?” He shouts in his raspy voice, thick with an italian accent.
“All good here, Uncle Nino. Except for the fact that Luciano is questioning a plan I have in place.”
Uncle Nino ran the family business with my father before Luciano and I took over. He oversees things now to make sure we’re running the organization properly, but he never gets directly involved .
He turns, glaring down at Luciano. “Whatever it is your brother is planning, you need to be riding with him. This business can’t function when you question every move he makes.”
Luciano stands, towering over Uncle Nino’s short, plump frame. “The plan is messy. I have no choice but to follow through with what thinks is a good idea, but don’t be surprised if everything crumbles beneath his little ‘plan’.”
Luciano storms out without another word. He’s pissed. But he’ll see how this unfolds, and understand that I don’t make mistakes. It happens every time he disagrees with me about the business. For a hitman, he sure does tread lightly. Luciano always claims that it’s about being smart, I think he’s just a little too careful.