“Shoot one of the kids.”
Romeo looked like he might puke.
“WAIT!” Luciano screamed. “I’LL TELL YOU EVERYTHING – JUST DON’T HURT THEM!”
“Hey, Cicciobello?”
“Yeah, boss?”
“Don’t do anything until I tell you.”
“You got it, boss.”
I turned to Romeo. “Turn that shit down. I can’t hear myself think straight.”
Romeo muted the screen again.
Then I turned to Luciano. “Alright. Start talkin’.”
“You promise you won’t hurt them if I tell you everything?” Luciano asked in a trembling voice.
I smiled. “I swear to God.”
20
In the end, the fucker gave us everything.
I made Luciano put a pillow over his lap so I didn’t have to look at his dick. Then he sketched out a map of Don Amato’s compound on a piece of paper.
He told us where all the guards would be stationed.
He gave us the codes to shut off the alarms.
He marked the bedroom where his mother and father slept.
“And your sister,” I said.
Luciano looked up at me in horror. “Please… no…”
“Don’t worry, I’m not going to hurt her. I’m going to use her as leverage so your father gives me what I want.”
“What do you want? If it’s just money, I can – ”
“I want to know where Dario Rosolini is.”
Luciano stared at me like he couldn’t understand what I was saying.
“…what?”
“Did I stutter?” I snapped. “I want to know where the fuck Dario Rosolini is!”
“He – he lives in Tuscany!” Luciano said frantically.
“Yeah, I fuckin’ knowthat.But WHERE in Tuscany? Doyouknow?”
“No, I – ”
“Have you been to his place?”
