“Give Mr. Stagnoli the sample,” ordered Barchano.
As one of Barchano’s men handed Stagnoli the sample coke, Bobby begins to move away. Unexpectedly, Stagnoli reaches out to grab Bobby’s arm. “Bobby, I’m sorry, but this is a very big deal and you are not going anywhere until I have checked every part of this product. But for now, it looks to be the incredible cut you say it is Mr. Barchano. The money will be wired immediately.”
Garrett knew he had to do something to get Bobby away from Stagnoli before leaving. Once the deal begins to go south, Stagnoli would most likely kill him before turning on Barchano.
“Geno, why don’t you let me help load your product, and then you can let Bobby go. He’s just the messenger anyway. Mr. Barchano vouches for the product, you heard him… it’s all here and of high quality cut.”
“Yes, well, you may be correct. I’m sure as the seller of record, Mr. Barchano here would not do something so stupid as to fill the container with anything but the finest. Alright, you can go Bobby, but don’t go far… you did such a solid piece of work here, I may want to offer you a job in my organization.”
“Thank you Mr. Stagnoli, I do appreciate that,” said Bobby, while he slowly begins to back away.
As Garrett and Stagnoli finished bargaining Bobby’s involvement, Liliana turned to position her mouth next to Barchano’s ear, with her hand lightly massaging his lower stomach while slowly moving her fingers toward his waiting and thickening crotch. After a blithely whispered description of the sadistically sexual things she was going to do to him, Liliana then said something that caused Barchano to turn flush with confusion and anger. “Angelo Barchano, once you’re finished dreaming of what you could never have, I hope that you enjoy hell while you eternally burn for the brutal rape of my Mother, Emile Washburn, 28 years ago… sweet dreams dark prince.”
Liliana then reached her hand all the way down and gave Barchano a firm twisting squeeze of his once swirling and excited balls, causing Barchano to lose complete control of his body as he dropped to his knees in horrific pain, screaming out inaudible sounds as Liliana seductively walked away toward the car with Derek waiting for a quick departure.
During Liliana’s seductive attack, Stagnoli had unexpectedly ripped off the lid of the other small container, as Liliana knew he would, and grabbed a hold of one of the counterfeit bags, slicing it open to reveal the white sugar.
“Hold on Bobby, stay right where you are,” ordered Stagnoli, as he reached out to grab Bobby’s arm. “It seems like Mr. Barchano made a grave error… he has mixed in a great deal of bogus product to be passed off as the white princely powder he promised. Appears as though I just purchased a crate full of very expensive sugar to go with my small sample of high grade coke Angelo. Can you enlighten me? Or will I just hear more of your bullshit and lies?!”
“That is not possible… I checked it all myself,” said a choking and barely audible Barchano.
“I don’t know how much you sampled Mr. Barchano, but as you should know, I do not take kindly to being swindled. Wait… what’s that Angelo? Your girlfriend here is too much for you? I thought you liked it rough, you fucking ass-hole prick?!”
Guns were then drawn by Stagnoli’s men as well as Barchano’s men. By this time, Liliana fortunately had made it safely to the car with Derek waiting and already in position to quickly pull away.
“It was her!… goddamn it, FUCK! She, she is not who you think!… FUCK!!” panted Barchano heatedly but with minimal power.
“That woman that was here…” shouted Stagnoli. “Garrett, who the hell was she? What the hell just happened here? Angelo, you understand that you cannot leave these docks alive unless you have my money immediately wired back into my account, plus $10 million for my trouble!” demanded an incensed Stagnoli.
“Fuck off Geno! You made the purchase as agreed. It is now yours to deal with!” angrily whispered Barchano, still in tremendous pain, unable to breathe or talk without gasping for air.
“I don’t think you want to start a war with me Angelo!… I suggest you return the funds into my account or my men will open fire before you can re-open your fat trap to tell me to Fuck Off again! Now, do we have an understanding?!”
“I don’t know what you’re trying to pull here Geno, but I know I checked that container, and it was filled with high grade coke. So, if you don’t mind, I have further business to tend to.”
As Barchano began to gain his balance and turn away, his body guard pulled out a second weapon and began to fire on Stagnoli’s men. Bobby instinctively pushed his way free, but just as it looked as though he would make his way out of the line of fire, Stagnoli clutched onto Bobby’s shirt and pulled him tightly in to use as a shield from any stray bullets. Garrett then yelled out to Bobby in fear for his safety, just as Stagnoli began to drag him toward his SUV.
“BOBBY!! Get down!” screamed Garrett.
The hail of bullets began to riddle most of Stagnoli’s men as Barchano began to make his way behind one of the larger stray containers. Worried about Bobby’s safety as well as the possibility that Barchano could easily get away before Stagnoli’s men could kill him, Garrett made a split second decision. Standing more than 15 feet to the side and away from the hail of bullets, Garrett pulls out his 9mm beretta and aims it in the direction of Barchano as he cowered behind the container.
“BARCHANO!” shouts Garrett.
“What the FUCK?!… who ARE you anyway?!”
“Mr. Barchano, don’t you remember me?! 20 years ago, you took my family from me! You had them murdered Mr. Barchano… my beautiful wife and son! They’re dead because of you!” screams Garrett with great passion. “Remember this card you gave me Barchano?!” continues Garrett, tossing the crumpled business card that Barchano handed to Garrett years ago, just before having his family killed.
Barchano then pulls a small concealed pistol out of his coat pocket and waits for Garrett to move in closer, as Garrett continues to loudly condemn Barchano’s actions.
“You conspired with the Mayor Mr. Barchano, and murdered my family to keep me from exposing you and your two bit scum-bag operation!”
“Yes, yes… now I remember you!” answered Barchano with a piercing sting over the sound of gunfire, trying to goad Garrett into getting closer to him. “That was never my idea; it was the Mayor’s plan the whole time… I had no choice, you must believe me!”
“You always have a choice Mr. Barchano, and you, you fucking evil bastard, made the wrong one! You must have known that this day would come…. You will now pay for all your past transgressions Barchano! Today is the day of your deliverance into hell!”
As Garrett inched his way closer to Barchano, his gun held steady and straight, pointed directly where he could see Barchano’s moonlit shadow protruding from behind the container he cowardly hid behind,… Barchano decided to make a move. His arm abruptly whipped from around the side container, rapidly firing in the general direction of Garrett, missing horribly, causing Garrett to instinctively jump to his right, further exposing Barchano to Garrett’s powerful weapon.
Standing very still for what seemed like an eternity, staring intensely at one another, Barchano began to smile. “You know, your wife was a sweet piece of ass… I’m sure she would have rather had a real man inside of her like me,” laughed Barchano as he raised his weapon one last time. With steel in his eyes, Garrett did not flinch, and unloaded four straight shots into Barchano’s chest. Garrett watched quietly as Barchano grimaced in pain, his body twisting and turning as the bullets entered his riddled body. Barchano fell helplessly to the ground, trying to speak one last time, looking intently at Garrett. While desperately gurgling imperceptible sounds, Garrett slowly put his gun to Barchano’s head, watching him suffer in pain. But instead of pulling the trigger, he jerked his gun back and holstered it inside his jacket, content to watch Barchano choke and struggle to locate his gun while slowly dying. It was a scene that Garrett imagined thousands of times after finding out it was Barchano
that was responsible for his family’s death. Now it was done, he thought, this chapter of his life that so completely consumed him can finally be closed. As Barchano gasped for his final breaths, Garrett realized that he lost himself in the battle for redemption, and selfishly forgot about Bobby and his safety.
Looking over his shoulder, he sees that the gunfire had quieted, with Barchano’s remaining men retreating into their limousines. Stagnoli unceremoniously dropped Bobby onto the ground as he began to pull away, yelling from his open window.
“Sorry about your nephew old boy… but I have to say, that was some excellent shooting on your part. Remind me to send you a bonus for killing off that piece of shit. It’s good to know that I don’t have to worry about Barchano and his merry men anymore, a big thorn out of my ass… oh, and I’m sure you had nothing to do with this Garrett. But if I do find out you did, well, not even faking your girlfriend’s death will help you!”
Garrett was shocked at Stagnoli’s proclamation, confused by what he might have figured out… but knew Stagnoli had little chance to get away, since Liliana and Derek were instructed to call friends of his down at the local precinct before anyone was to escape. But before Garrett could confirm the call was made, he saw Bobby grimacing and clawing at the ground in horrific pain, accidentally shot during the gun battle when Stagnoli used him as his personal armor.
“Bobby… Bobby!... are you okay?!” Garrett cried out, while crouching down to check his bleeding Nephew.
“Of course Garrett, how could I not… we got all the bad guys, right?” winced Bobby, bleeding from multiple gunshot wounds.
“Yes we did Bobby, mostly because you did such a great job. Where were you hit?”
“Oh, it’s just a grazing wound Garrett, not to worry,” answered Bobby in a soft whisper, grimacing in tremendous pain.
“Graze my ass!… looks like you were shot three times Bobby, two in the side and once in the shoulder. There’s a lot of blood, but I’m sure you’re going to be fine son. Let’s get you the hell outta here!”
Before Garrett could reach for his phone, he notices a car speeding wildly in his direction. As the car skidded and stopped parallel to where Garrett and Bobby were positioned, the door fiercely swung open, revealing a very concerned Liliana, with Derek at the wheel.
“Garrett! We heard the guns, and then, well, everything happened so fast… are you okay?!” asked a frantic Liliana.
“Everything’s fine, but we need to get Bobby to a hospital, and quickly! Derek, did you call the precinct?”
“Got it done Garrett, they should be meeting up with Stagnoli as we speak. Should be a nice surprise for him!”
“Garrett, I saw you disappear into the shadows after drawing your weapon, what happened back there?” asked Liliana, still in shock from the deadly course of events.
“I ended 20 years of frustration,” answered Garrett calmly.
“You did what?… you mean; did you…?”
“He’s over there, behind the container.”
“Garrett, we need to get you and Bobby out of here. We need to let the detectives come to their own obvious conclusion… that Stagnoli killed Barchano, not you!” ordered Derek.
“You’re right. Get everyone into the limo, I’ll follow you over to the hospital.”
“Let me drive you Garrett… you look a little shaken,” offers Liliana.
“No! You need to hold the compress tight to Bobby’s chest! You can’t let him bleed out Lili, understand?!”
“I understand. Everything’s going to be okay Garrett, we have this!” insisted Liliana.
“Alright, alright, good! Now, let’s get the fuck outta here!”
Garrett said a silent prayer for Bobby as both cars sped off to Saint James Hospital, with Derek leading the way. This could not be happening all over again, thought Garrett. Another family member taken by Barchano’s gang! How could he let it get out of hand? Just when Bobby looked to be turning his life around. He had to be alright, insisted Garrett, there was no other outcome that was acceptable.
Chapter III
After pulling up to the hospital, Garrett rushed out to help Derek carry Bobby into the emergency room. The tight compress that Liliana held against Bobby’s chest was soaked with blood, as was Liliana’s skirt. Once they settled Bobby into emergency, Liliana decided to change out of her blood stained outfit, as the hospital staff supplied her with a pair of blue scrubs. Time seemed to have stood still for all three as they awaited word from the doctors. Liliana held Garrett’s hand while patiently sitting very still and quiet. Although it seemed like an eternity, less than 30 minutes had passed when two ER doctors approached Garrett and Liliana about Bobby’s condition. The diagnosis was positive, all three bullets missed vital organs and main arteries.
“Your friend lost quite a bit of blood, but from all indications, he should recover without any major issues. He’s a very lucky man, with a strong spirit,” stated a pleased ER surgeon. Garrett thanked the doctors, sinking down into his chair with a wave of relief flowing through him.
With police officers swarming the hospital, Garrett spent a short period of time detailing the accounts of the evening’s events. Many of the first responders knew Garrett very well, aware of his strong reputation with law enforcement. So without delay, all three were released from any further questioning, satisfied that they all were working in concert with detectives from the local precinct.
“Derek, I want to thank you for watching over Lili,” said a reserved Garrett.
“She did pretty well on her own really, I just acted as backup,” replied Derek with a dry laugh.
“Either way, you did a great job. Why don’t you take her back to the hotel and I’ll meet up with you both later on.”
“Hell NO! You’re not getting away from me now, not after almost dying tonight!” demanded a stern Liliana.
Seeing the horrific irony in the moment, Garrett began to laugh hysterically for a few seconds and then just smiled and shook his head. “Tonight was crazy Lili… I couldn’t have pulled this off without you; your performance was amazing to say the least. Although I have to say, I was a little concerned about the wrenching crotch grab you gave Barchano.”
“Had to sell it… just listening to bosses orders best I could.”
“Right, I know… and again, excellent performance. But, why the need to bring him to his knees? Seems like you had extra motivation after whispering to him… what was all that about anyway?”
“Just some intense S&M he seemed to be into… also gave me a nice diversion to get the hell away from there. Looked like things were about to escalate, and I knew you wanted me in the car with Derek as quickly as possible, so I improvised; hope you didn’t mind… just trying to do my job like the cold calculating Miss Fleming would,” explained Liliana while trying to keep Garrett away from the truth, still deathly afraid of what he might do if he were to find out about the connection between Barchano and her.
“Improvised, huh? That you did young lady, that you did! Ballsy to say the least, no pun intended,” replied Garrett. “If you ever need a job in covert operations, I’m sure I could get you in without a problem.”
“How about I just show you a few covert ops back at the hotel instead?” kidded a relieved Liliana.
Garrett was not especially in the mood for celebrating, knowing that Bobby was just beginning to recover from fatally close gunshot wounds. But Liliana always drove a hard bargain, and it may be just the right thing to relax him from the night’s horrific events.
“Why don’t you two go back to the hotel together. I’ll stay here at the hospital and call if there’s any change in Bobby’s condition,” offered Derek.
“Alright, I appreciate that Derek. Please call if anything at all comes up… anything, okay?!”
“No problem, I got this… you two go enjoy each other.”
After speaking to the doctors one last time, satisfied that Bobby was out of danger, and in good hands, Garrett and Liliana left the hospit
al for the drive back to the hotel. As Garrett drove, he stared quietly at the road ahead. “I’m so happy that everything worked out so well Garrett… I’m sure you’re really pleased to have this all behind you,” said Liliana softly.
“It’ll never be completely behind me, but for now, I feel like a huge weight has been lifted… I feel strangely free for some reason.” As Garrett spoke, Liliana began to rub his shoulders tenderly, working her way down his arms and then onto his chest.
Garrett started to smile and then let out a strong meaningful sigh. “Watch it young lady, I don’t want to crash the car, not after all that we just went through.”
“Not to worry, just keep your eyes on the road Mr. Ross… I know you can stay in control. I mean, you just took down two of the most powerful criminals this country has ever known, in one fell swoop. Pretty impressive if you ask me,” whispers Liliana as she works her hand toward the inside of Garrett’s upper thigh. “But that’s not the only impressive thing about you sir, I know of another, and… oops, there it is,” as she playfully continues her seductive touch, lightly rubbing over Garrett’s thickening muscled tool, feeling the hardness almost rip through his pants, readying for what she has in mind.
Garrett continued to drive effortlessly as his pulse quickened; then began to breathe a little faster and more deeply. Liliana skillfully slides her hand into Garrett’s zipper and deftly opened the doorway to his throbbing penis. Reaching into his pants she clutches her hand around the shaft and begins to squeeze gently causing Garrett to gasp in delight. After unbuttoning his pants, his full throbbing cock was released, pointed directly at her, as if to say ‘swallow me whole’. Liliana looks up at Garrett for only a moment then licks the side of his face just before she starts to lower her head toward his desperately awaiting manhood. Slowly, she envelopes her sweet supple wet lips around the swollen head sucking lightly as she pulls a little wetness into her mouth; then without notice, swallows his full seven inches of glory into her waiting throat, slippery wet from her lapping saliva dripping down over his manliness as she sucks harder and deeper onto his huge virile instrument.
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