Micheal was just leaving his room when Fred came to him. “We’ve got a job to do. Everyone is waiting at the meeting room.” Micheal followed after him to the meeting room.
Vito, Pablo and the rest of the gang members were already waiting at the meeting room for Micheal, as soon as he showed up, the meeting commenced.
“According to our spies at Manhattan, Costello is trading some items outside the state tonight at 8pm. I need you guys to stop him before the goods are transported to the sea port. If this goods turns out to be drugs, I need it taken to the warehouse as soon as possible.” He ordered.
” Yes, sir. ” They chorused.
” Pablo,” he called.
” Yes, sir. ”
” A few word, please. ” They both excused themselves out of the room to Vito’s room. ” It’s good to have you back in the mission. I want you to play smart and keep a low profile not for my sake but for yours. I don’t want anything terminating your image in the military field.”
” I understand, dad. ” Vito tapped him by the shoulder, offering a soft smile.
Pablo returned back to the dinning room but was told that the rest of the group had gone to the room where the equipments are stored.
They were already getting preparing before he showed up. He went to pick his bullet proof jacket and some few guns and weapons, putting them in their position around his body.
They discussed and chatted while they patiently waited for the time to turn seven.
“How many people have you ki||ed?” Fred asked Micheal.
” Half a thousand, I guess.” He replied and they all cheered for him. “What about you, Fred?” He asked back.
“Four hundred and fifty. ” He said proudly.
” And you, Pablo, what’s your count?” Micheal asked.
” No. No, don’t go there. Don’t even dare.” Fred said and they all laughed. ” Pablo is probably hitting about five thousand if I may say. ”
” I serve in the military, what do you expect? We probably ki|| to save the country. ” He said, confidently.
” You ki|| people like us to save the world from people like us.” Michael teased and they laughed again.
” It’s time guys! It’s time!” Jeff, a member of the group said.
It finally turned thirty minutes past seven and they all left the room to the van at the garage. On their way to the door, Micheal saw Anastasia and he called her.
“Anastasia.”
Anastasia turned to look at him, a frown played on her face. Micheal rose an eyebrow at her, she realized herself, fading off the crown on her face.
“Aren’t you gonna wish me luck?” He asked.
She hesitated. ” Good luck. ” She finally said.
He smiled, exiting the building. Pablo looked at her, and she looked away not to meet his gaze. Looking at Micheal had only risen the level of her hatred towards him, but what can she do?
*
They drove to Manhattan which was only thirty minutes from Bronx. Still on their way, Fred brought up the topic of Anastasia.
“What’s up with your precious doll?” He asked.
” Let her be. Sometimes girls can be rational, it’s common. ” He said.
” Don’t you think you’re taking too long to get her laid? ”
Micheal licked his lower lips, hesitating to reply.
“Or. . . have you laid with her already?” Fred guessed.
” Shut up. ” He started laughing.
” Oh my goodness, you’ve gotten her laid already!” Fred said excitedly. “Tell me that’s why she was angry with you. ”
” Mind your f_cking business, Fred.”
Fred looked at Pablo, tapping him by his shoulder. ” Are you listening? Your bro just f_cked his slave.” Pablo forced himself to smile.
As soon as they got to Costello’s warehouse, they dispatched into groups. Micheal and his group went through the front door, Fred and his went through the back door. The rest surrounded the house while Pablo went up to the rooftop.
” Everyone stay still, we move at my command.”
” Rodger that. ” Fred said from the other side of the line.
” Pablo, do you copy?”
” I copy.”
” Any suspicious movement outside, do let me know.” He said.
” Rodger that. ”
Micheal paused at the sound of voices and he signaled his men to pause. He sent one of his men to check it out. The man went to check and came out with information.
” Costello’s men are getting the goods ready.” He informed.
” Did you see what’s in the bag?” He asked the man.
” Yes. Some of them contains cocaine and the rest are. . .” He paused.
“Are what?”
” Human parts.”
” Did I just hear human parts?” Fred asked.
” I think you heard that right, Fred.” Pablo chuckled. ” Costello is a badass you should know that by now.”
” We are only taking the drugs, we leave the human parts with him.” Micheal concluded. ” Guys, we’re moving on my count. Three. Two. One. Now! ” Micheal released fire and so did his men.
Fred on the other side took control from the back. Costello and his men were surrounded. Those who tried escaping from the window ended up dead by the guns of those outside.
Costello luckily escaped from a secret door. Michael sighted him and quickly followed after him. Costello sneaked out of the warehouse, hopping into his car.
Pablo sighted him, adjusting the lens of his snipper gun to his direction. As Costello started his car to zoom off, Pablo pulled the trigger at him. In a second the bullet pierced through Costello’s skull, breaking out through the front mirror.
Costello’s head landed on the wheel and the horn kept ringing continuously as the car kept moving forward, hitting hard again a pole.
“I got him, Mic. Costello is dead.” Pablo informed.
” Good job, Pablo. Take the drugs to the van and burn the rest of the goods. Nothing should be left unharmed. ” He ordered and the men started immediately.
The three brothers met where the van was packed. Pablo took out his cigar from his pocket, lighting it with a lighter. He smoked in a large amount of air, puffing it out through his nose and mouth.
“Never thought the job would be too easy.” He said, smoking in another amount of smoke.
Fred took the cigar from him, smoking on it. Micheal did the same and like that they smoked on the same cigar until they had smoked it all.
They first drove to the warehouse to offload the goods before heading home.
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To Be Continued…