Chapter 44 Warm - Vincent
"So, do you have any updates for me?" I look at detective Jones sitting in front of me like he personally offended me. "Anything on Amber? On the drugs?"
He sighs. "No, we can't find the gun that the bullet came from, it's not registered on the system. So whoever did it, is very smart. Nothing on the drugs either."
What good is a detective that I pay if he can't even give me any information?
"You do want to be vigilant, though, because they might come search your place at any time. Be extra careful with who you let through the doors, too." He warns.
Just what I fucking need on top of everything else. My clubs are clean from drugs, I'm not stupid. I'm mafia, so the cops are forever wanting to bust me for something. I'm also not naive, of course people come in here looking to score and there are dealers everywhere, the assholes are smart too. We don't exactly check girls' panties for anything, and once they're in, they're in. There is only so much we can do.
"What about the Russians?" I want to know. "Are you sure they have no connection to the drugs at all?"
"I've been keeping tabs on them. I don't think they have anything to do with Ameber's death, though."
"Well, whoever it is, is trying to ot make me look guilty. And as you know, I recently got married to an extremely beautiful woman, I have no intention going to jail." Just thinking of being away from her for some period of time makes me sick to the stomach. Not sleeping with her has been so tough, but I want to fuck her just by looking at her, and I won't get any sleep in if I allowed myself to indulge in her body. No. I need to stay focused and figure out who the hell is after me, and why.
Because somebody definitely is.
"You don't find it strange that the drug isn't very popular?" I frown. "You have to admit it's a great drug. It would make millions in a day if people knew it's effect, so the question you should ask yourself again is, where is it coming from?"
Detecive Jone looks deep in thought, like it hasn't crossed his mind. "So wherever it comes from doesn't need money?"
"Or use it for money. Think about it, the drug is only popping up here and there. Why the fuck is that?"
That means its goal is power, not money.
"So we're not looking at your average drug dealer here." The detective finally gets it.
"Bingo."
My suspicion about the Anderson Group still stands. I definitely think they are behind both Amber's death and the drug. If I bag that property and develop what I have in mind, my family will become one of the richest in this state. And wealth means power.
I'm different than my father. He does the usual mafia business. Clubs, pussy, drugs, guns. It's made us rich, but what I have in mind is wealth stretching generations. I want to make sure that all the kids I plan to put in Lily will never have to worry about money or doing anything illegal.
Elio thought I was crazy when I mentioned it. We were born mafia and we will die mafia, there is no other life for us, but my kids don't have to. Or his kids either.
It's been done before.
Alessandro Moretti from New York managed to become one of the richest men in the world, completely dissolving his whole family's mafia organization. I wouldn't go that far, but he's definitely an inspiration.
I call a meeting with all the managers of all the clubs. I want eyes on surveillance at all times I don't care if they neeed to hire extra personnel for it. I want eyes on n the dance floors, at the bars, in VIP's. If any drugs get slipped, I want those people locked up in one of our rooms and questioned. I will fucking find where those damn drugs came from.
Whoever is trying to stop me from carving out the future I envision for my family is smart, but I will be smarter.
It's late when I get home, as usual, past one. I've been sleeping in one of the guest rooms the last few nights. I wasn't joking when I told Lily she's a distraction. I have a hardon just looking at her, and I usually get up at five. If I fuck her, I don't get any sleep in, and neither would she.
I never cared about waking Amber up to fuck, that was her job, sleazy as it may sound. But Lily goes to school now, and I can see how important it is for her.
I do go take a glimpse though, which is a big mistake. Seeing her in bed, her hair braided to keep it out of the way, with her face peaceful in sleep, makes me quietly undress and slip in next to her.
"Vincent."She murmurs in her sleep, sensing me even though she doesn't wake up.
That makes me smile, and I allow myself to let her warmth seep into my skin.
Never in a million years did I think I would love just sleeping next to a woman like I do now.