No, we take justice into our own hands.
She’ll pay for her crimes, but not at the hand of the local sheriff’s office. “I assure you, sheriff, I’ll handle the matter right now.”
I grab my wallet and another set of car keys. She stole my truck, but at least she didn’t lift the Maserati.
“I’m sure you understand that I have to follow you to the gas station,” Sheriff Nelson says.
“Of course, I’d expect nothing less of you.”
* * *
I’m fuming when I return home to the compound.
I can’t believe that Nicole not only stole my truck but also decided on her little joy ride to forego paying for gas.
Was she trying to get arrested?
Maybe I should have told the authorities who nabbed my truck, but it wasn’t like I couldn’t afford it.
The same could be said for her. She is the daughter of Gino DeLuca.
The girl is easily worth a million, maybe two. When her father dies, she stands to inherit his empire.
Another reason that I need to destroy Gino and keep an eye on Nicole. I’m not going to let her become the next don.
Abso-fucking-lutely not.
“Everything handled, Boss?” Moreno asks as I storm into the house.
“I want surveillance on the DeLuca property. I want to know everything that’s happening in that house regarding Nicole.”
Moreno glances at his cousin Halsey, a capo. He is still relatively new to the business and young.
It was the fact he was fresh off the block that DeLuca wouldn’t recognize him.
“I’ve got connections locally,” Halsey says. “We can interrupt his internet feed and force him to call the cable company.”
“Do it.” I wave my hand, indicating that he is dismissed.
I motion toward the empty hallway where Halsey just exited. “Do you think he can handle it?” I ask.
I trust Moreno. He recommended Halsey to run the soldiers and give orders. I’m not sure if he is capo material, but this is an excellent opportunity, and we need to seize the moment.
If he fucks it up, I won’t have to kill him. DeLuca will do it for me.