Chapter 89: Chapter Eighty Nine

*Enzo*

There was around six of them in total.

Once we were out of the car the man with the gun pushes me forward along with Samual. Billy on the other hand was set free from our grasp as he wailed to them about what happened and started to act all tough as if he wasn’t about to piss his pants moments ago. I grit my teeth feeling highly irritated and annoyed. I was getting tired of all this bullshit, and I needed to figure out what to do next.

“Walk faster.” The man barks out as he shoves my shoulder to indicate his order.

Walking to another vehicle that was hidden behind one of the large shipping crates I thought about where they might take us. The man pushing me to walk faster phone starts ringing. The other men’s phones all start going off making us all stop and I wasn’t sure if it was their end or Charlie’s.

In case something went wrong with either of our plans, we decided to have a backup one. It was the last resort kind of deal, but if we ever found ourselves in a situation we couldn’t get out of then we would implement it right away. Luckily I was able to answer his call when we knew we were in deep shit. The only thing is neither of us had told of our last plan to one another. So, I have no idea what he was going to do.

All I did know was that he knew my location, even if they had taken mine and Samual’s phones and smashed it to pieces by stomping on them when we first got out of the car. But I had no idea what he was going to do. It was Charlie, so something drastically was going to happen I just knew it.

When they looked to each other with frowns, Billy squeaking out, “What’s going on?”, since he was the only one without a phone in their little posse, the man behind me grabs my shoulder, squeezing it a bit more roughly than he needed too, making me stop in my tracks.

He takes his cell out of his pocket and answers with, “What the hell happened now?”

The others also answer their own phones and just as they un-simultaneously cursed while big mini boss yelled out, “What the fuck?! How many?!”

I hear the frantic voice on the other end and the line instantly goes dead in midsentence. His frown grows deeper. “Frank?” He takes the phone from his ear and curses, “Fuck!”

“You four head back to the boss, find out what you can of what the fuck is going on!” He barks to the men with him, leaving me and Samual with the guy roughly holding his arms back behind him.

“Not you Billy!” He snaps just as the kid was about to rush off. “Your ass is staying with us. I can’t afford anymore mistakes.” He growls, anger flowing through him.

“But they might need my help-” The kid starts to whine but the man cuts him off.

“Your help is what got us in this mess in the first place, you little shit. Another word about it and I won’t hesitate to blow your fucking brains out.”

The kid doesn’t say another word. But our chances just got better as the others quickly leave. I wasn’t sure what was going on, but I was thankful for it. He turns back to me and shoves my shoulder hard. “Keep moving!” He sounded way more pissed than a moment before.

My mind starts racing of what my next step could be as our hands get tied behind our backs and we all pile in the car. Mini boss jerks the car forward as if he couldn’t be bothered being slow as we twisted and turned in the maze of crates that was on the docks. It wasn’t until he curses again and slams his fist on the steering wheel that I definitely knew that whatever was happening out there was not looking good on their side.

“Let me guess, tonight isn’t going to according to plan is it?” I taunt, hoping to get him even more riled up so he would lose his cool and start making even more mistakes.

If it gets me and Samual to a higher chance of escape I’ll do anything. He snaps his eyes in the rearview mirror, and I could see the anger boiling within his iris’. I couldn’t help the smirk come out, knowing Charlie was fucking everything up for them.

“You think you’re smart don’t you? This is just a minor set back, we still have the upper hand and trust me fucker, we’re onto you and still a few steps ahead of whatever you’re planning.” He taunts right back.

But he has no idea I have a hidden player and the things he can do will outsmart any of them with ten steps ahead that they’ll never be able to catch him. When my smirk doesn’t go away he grits his teeth and then grins with an evil glint in his eyes. “You think we don’t know about your old man and grandfather trying to save your dear stupid cousin?”

A hint of dread seeps into me when he mentions my family. How does he know that my father and grandfather were together? Seeing my hesitance he laughs that grated on my ears and I couldn’t help clenching my fists from preventing them to reach over and headbutting him dead in his face.

“Yeah, we knew about them. Knew they thought they could get a sneak on us. Mr. Moretti knew they had found your cousin’s location. So Moretti set a trap and what do you think might just have happened to them? Haven’t heard from them for a while now right?” He keeps taunting as he makes another turn.

“Don’t listen to him sir, he’s talking out of his ass trying to get you riled up.” Samual whispers next to me.

The man laughs even more. “Is that what I’m doing? Porky, show him the video.”

Hearing that my entire body tenses. And the man that had been holding Samual reaches in his pocket and takes out his phone. Turning it on he pulls up a video and reaches over to show us what was on it. My body grows cold, and rage begins to fill me once more as I sat there forcibly watching to see my father and Nonno is some sort of room, nearly beaten to death with their hands and feet tied.

Worry slams into me as I see my grandfather breathing with difficulty. “Is this how you plan to present yourselves then? Beating old men?” I growl.

“Oh come on now, Enzo. We both know that your family is anything but weak and frail. You’re honestly going to sit there and convince us all that they don’t deserve the treatment they have received? Trust me, they have done a whole lot worse then you and I have ever done before.”

“I’m going to kill you and that bastard you call a boss.” I seethe.

“Riiiiight.” He drawls out as he suddenly stops the car to a jerk. Turning in his seat to look me dead in the eyes he states, “Not if I kill you first. Get out of the car.”

With that Porky opens the door just as Billy opens the other side pulling both me and Samual out. We were still on the docks but in a part more secluded and surrounded with more of the crates blocking our view from any bystanders that could turn out to be witnesses. I get pushed roughly in front of the car and forced to my knees. Thinking Charlie wasn’t going to get me out of this one I instantly think about Gabby and what was going to happen to her now that more than likely I was about to die.

The man points his barrel right at my head and asks, “Any last words, Giordano before I blast your brains all over the place?”

But before I could say a single word I stare behind him with wide eyes as something comes our way at fast speed. Billy gasps and cries out, “Ah, shit!”

He couldn’t give anymore warning than that as a shipping carrier head on crashes right into the docks right where we were at.