Chapter 122 Dynamite Misfire

Chapter 122 Chapter 122
“Come on, I have to go back and check the others for wounds.” Grave Digger grabbed Emily’s elbow to hurry her out of the room and down the hall where everyone was just getting their bearings.
Memphis and Diabolus were rushing down the hall to get the roof.
 Grave Digger got Emily and Anthony seated as he looked around for anyone who might be injured. “Is everyone here okay?” he called out. He saw Delaney on the floor with her grandpa and headed over to them. Staring down at Alfredo, he asked, “Are you okay, sir?”
Delaney looked up at him and shook her head. “I think he broke his arm when he hit the floor.”
Grave Digger nodded as he went into Doctor Mode. “Let’s get him back up then. I’ll try to be as gentle as I can.” He grasped Alfred under his armpits and gently lifted him up.
The older man cried out but tried hard not to. Alfredo had a sweaty forehead as he grimaced.
Grave Digger knelt beside him when they got him back on his chair and he was already feeling the bones in his arm. At one point, Alfredo gasped but Grave Digger didn’t feel a break there. He continued down along the arm and checked out his hand as well. “I don’t think it’s broken, but it might be fractured. We can immobilize it and have him wear a sling but until it is x-rayed we won’t know for sure.”
Leon watched and asked, “Is he going to be alright?”
Grave Digger shrugged. “He’s got brittle bones but I don’t think he’s broken any. Could be just a fracture or a sprain. Either way, he’s in pain and I can give him something for that. I’ll be right back.” He turned and hurried down the hall to his infirmary for supplies.
When he returned, he gave the older man something for the pain, then he put his arm in a sling and attached it behind his back snugly.
Just then, Memphis came back downstairs and shook his head. “Those dumb asses tried to throw a stick of dynamite at us. Lindy shot the stick out of their hands and it exploded. They got the worst of it and the one guy that escaped earlier with Barrett and Alijala is dead. So now, we’re down to just those two.”
“Any injuries up top?” Zeus asked.
“Scout got shaken up by the explosion but nothing too bad.” Memphis shook his head. “Is anyone down here injured?”
Grave Digger motioned to Alfredo. “He hurt his arm but I think he’ll be okay.”
Memphis nodded. “Well, that’s good.” He gazed around at the entire room and said, “What a mess.”
Everyone looked around the room at the dust and debris left by the whole house being shaken.
Marty kept waving her hands in the air as if to clear the dust and began coughing. “W-we have to get this dust out of here, it’s not exactly healthy to breathe in this much of it.”
Lindy showed up and hurried over to her and the girls. She looked worried and concerned.
“We’re fine,” Marty said. “But help me to get rid of some of this mess, ok?” She and Lindy went to the kitchen to get brooms and trash bags. When they came back, they began cleaning up the small debris.
Leon looked around and shook his head. “This has to stop.” Glancing over at John he said, “You get in touch with your team and get out there. Find this father and son. It’s time to stop this damn game. And that’s all it is to them, a game. It needs to end. When it does, they will realize they lost.”
John nodded. “We have a place to start looking for them now anyway. We’ll turn over every rock near here and we’ll find them.”
Delaney turned toward John and said, “Better check the entrances to every tunnel you know of before you go anywhere else. I wouldn’t put it past my dad or my brother to hide right in plain sight. My dad is an idiot, he thinks he’s smarter than everyone else is and hiding in plain sight is something he would do, thinking you guys would never look for him around here. Then he’ll laugh his ass off while watching you leave, thinking you’re the stupid one.”
John thought about her suggestion for a moment then nodded. “I see your point and thank you for the tip.” He again looked over at Leon and shrugged. “What she says makes sense. That idiot could be out there waiting for us to leave, thinking we’re leaving you unprotected.”
Leon then turned to look at Delaney. He saw the stubbornness in her gaze and realized her words did make sense. Plus, the fact that she knew her father better than he did and in its own way, her suggestion made a lot of sense. “Grazie, my dear,” he told her.
She shook her head as she looked down at her wounded grandfather. “Like you said, the game has to end. It will end when he’s caught and under your control. He needs to stop hurting people.” Delaney wrapped her arm around her grandfather… the person that meant so much to her ever since she was a child.
John and a few of his men took off.
Those who were left in the clubhouse began watching the clock. Every minute that passed seemed like an hour long as tension began building in the main room.
When they heard gunshots in the distance, everyone jumped. They all waited for some kind of word from John but no call came.
 Leon ran his hand over the back of his head and swore under his breath at the delay, “Dio dannazione.”
Delaney sat there while shaking her head. Then she looked over at Emily and Anthony. She couldn’t help her curiosity as she studied the little boy again. She could see little bits of her brother in Anthony when he was a kid. She felt glad he had his mother and his father would never be in the picture. Romano and her brothers never stood a chance to be decent people. No, her father made sure of it. He used to pit them against each other in what he called the spirit of competition. In reality, he was grooming them to be ruthless and selfish. Just like him. She never understood how Barrett was nothing like Alfredo, his own father. No, he only really listened to Alfonzo. 
 Then Barrett passed on what he’d learn when raising his own sons. She thought about her great grandfather. He was a piece of work and she knew he had told her father nothing but a bunch of lies all his life. He saw something in her dad that reminded him of himself when he was young and wild. Then he filled her dad’s head with dreams and stories of how the Family had been back in his day. Delaney hung her head in shame at how gullible her dad had been while listening to the old man spouting his own brand of nonsense.