Ionian Gangster Boy - Book 2
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an ambitious career path to become the ultimate Mafia boss. She said he was ruthless to enemy's or members of the family who fell out of favor, and he never rested until he got what he wanted.’
‘So these are the men who killed my father!’ he held up the credit cards and fanned them out to read the names. ‘Well this is going to seriously piss him off!’
Haley frowned; mascara had run all down her face.
‘The third man’s name was Fredo Giovanni, no doubt a relative.’
‘Fuck!’ she said now more agitated than ever, she poured them both another drink, and started to cry again.
‘It’s time to salute the dead. See you in hell Franco, where you can join Fredo!’ he savoured the moment and drank to his new quest of stopping the man from realising his dream. He pushed the large wad of Euros across the table towards the girl, only taking a few thousand for his personal use. ‘Not bad for one nights work!’
She stared in shock at her newly found revenue. ’Blood money.’ she said in a trance fingering the notes.
‘Danger Money! You’ve earned every penny.’ There was about forty thousand Euros. These people didn’t travel light.
Morgan took a shower before settling in for the night. As he lay in the master room of the villa he comforted Haley who was weeping. As they fell asleep his mind returned to thoughts of Ismene. It was the best night sleep he had ever had.
Continued in book 3
Ionian Gangster Boy - Vengence.