Sonny gasped. “Get the fuck out of here. Are you serious?”
I nodded. “I wasn’t left with much of a choice. Us or Enzo. I chose my family.”
“What’s going down with your dad and Enzo?”
“I have no idea. All I know is Enzo went to the boss in North Jersey and formed some kind of alliance with him.”
“Where does that leave us?”
“We still have the families in New York, at least for now.”
“What about around here?”
I shrugged. “We have the rest of our crews. As far as I know, we’re still on good terms with O’Shea and the Irish, the local MCs, the Black Mafia, and some of the Russians. All of them need our connections with the cartels.”
“Is Enzo getting out of the drug business?”
I shrugged. “Who knows? Without us, he gets cut out of all of the cartel deals. No more drugs or guns. They can’t even use the Irish. O’Shea won’t work with a traitorous rat like Enzo.”
“So, we’re good then?” Sonny never looked worried. Like me, he had nerves of steel.
The only thing Sonny ever wanted was to be a Made man—like his father. While I constantly rebelled, Sonny literally lived up to his name and was the good son. He would’ve kill
ed Antonio last night without hesitation.
“Fat Tony called last night.” Sonny lifted the beer on the table next to him and took a long sip. “He has a big job and needs our help.”
I wiped the sleep from my eyes and looked for my pants on the floor. “I don’t know a thing about boosting cars.”
“Tony needs help scouting them, not stealing them. His guys have that part covered.”
“You think this is smart? We’re in the middle of a war right now.”
He held up his hands and shrugged. “Fuck if I know. It’s good money.”
I stood up to step into my pants and zipped them, glancing over at Sonny. “How much are we talking?”
“Ten Gs each just for putting together a list. You could use that to buy Gia’s engagement ring.”
I laughed. “I would need more than that to get Gia the ring she deserves. I got a stash saved for her ring and the wedding she wants.”
“I’m surprised you made it this long without getting her pregnant.”
I slipped my shirt over my head and tugged it over my stomach. “There’s nothing I’d love more than to see my girl with my baby in her stomach. But I made a deal with her dad that she’d finish college first. I want that for her, too. All the shit we have going on right now makes me want to use all the cash I have hidden to get Gia and Ma out of here.”
“You underestimate them. Your mother is one of the toughest women I know. So is Gia.”
I sat on the couch and sighed. “Last night was fucked up. I had Pete getting in my head about the war with Enzo. I know he’s right about Gia being my weakness. I would kill anyone who touched her… even you.”
“I know.” He closed the laptop and set the beer bottle on it. “I got your back. Don’t worry. If you can’t be there, I will. Gia is my family, too. Shit, I think I even knew her before you did.”
I smirked at him. “Don’t go laying claim on my girl.”
“Just saying. If things were different, Gia could have been with me.” He said the words with a wicked smirk on his smug face. “You never know.”
“Like she would ever date your degenerate ass.”
“You wear the same suits as me. Carry the same gun. We’re brothers, no different than the other.”