Chapter Four
An hour later...
John paced outside the den door.
Inside, Leon remained on the phone, making calls.The tone of his voice in Italian went high then low several times.
Then silence fell in Leon’s den for the longest time.
When the door finally opened and Leon stepped out, he looked older than his years.
John didn’t say a word, he simply a waited.
Leon hesitated then stepped back into the office and left the door open.
John stood in the doorway.
Leon poured two glasses of brandy.He held one out to John.
Knowing that this wasn’t a good sign at all, John came inside and took the glass.
Leon slammed the liquor down his throat and set the glass onto the desk.
“What did you find out?”John asked quietly as he sipped his drink.He wouldn’t remind Leon that he never drank while on duty.No, this situation called for a careful approach.
Leon paused as he stared out through the window, he could see the front lawn and for a moment he said nothing.Then he turned his head and stared at him for a minute.“I found the traitor and I exposed his plan to the Familia in Italy.This letter was written by him.I even had them check his handwriting.There is going to be a street war for the next few days over there while they hunt for him and the ones who thought they were above the family.People will die over this.”
“And Calderone?”John asked.
Leon shrugged.“I was told there are signs that a fight took place in an area that should not have had a fight.I believe it was caused by Calderone and Lucas.There were men there that further implicated the traitor as they worked for him.I know Willow will be safe as long as she stays in place.Jordy would die before he let anything happen to her.He just needs to stay where I told them to go and let Calderone come to them.”
“Why hasn’t he called?”
Leon stared down at his empty glass.“He wants them to think he is dead.That is my guess.And I know my son, he will not show his hand.”
John nodded as he agreed with this.“And you?What are you going to do?”
Leon looked over at John and said, “My life and every life in this house is in your hands.I trust you completely.We are on lockdown until you and your men can find the assassins who were sent here to kill me.Apparently, my death was supposed to start an ambush that would have taken out the entire Familia back home.They were going to hit some major people on the High Council there.Then when the dust settled Fredo Grimadli, Lucas’ uncle was going to step up and reassign positions left open by the war.Fredo’s brother, Angelo, is in a state of shock.That is who I spoke to for so long today.He has been my longtime friend.It was a knife to his heart as he did not guess at this.Yes, his nephew Giovano was unhappy at the hierarchy but he never believed...”
“So the plan is they will storm this estate when they do the hits they need?”John’s body went rigid as he waited for an answer.
Leon didn’t give him one as he again turned to stare out the window at the very gate and lawn that had been breached two years ago.
John followed his gaze and he suddenly remembered that war.
The last time they were under siege...
A boom sounded in the house and it knocked them all to the wall.
John’s cell pinged and he looked down.His eyes widened at what he read from Tony.“What the fuck?”
