Chapter 16- No Guns, No Guards

Chapter 16

RUSSEL

“Your father left a lot undone in the Cosa Monsoni, he owed his loyalty to me, boy.” Ignacio Salvatore’s words rang in my ears.

“Now that he's dead, I'll let you have your place as the rightful Capo of the Westworld Wing and Cosa Monsoni, if and only if you pledge your allegiance to me.”

I opened my eyes slowly and tried to adjust to the blinding light in the jet. It was a dream I thought mindlessly, perhaps a flashback I corrected myself. These types of words usually came to me each time I was about to meet Ignacio Salvatore. Perhaps it came from the place of hatred and grudge I held for him.

The journey to New York took well over ten hours, four miles and huge trouble. Why Ignacio would prefer to meet in New York was beyond me, but I didn't dwell on that too much.

We finally arrived at Ignacio’s mansion, Ignacio had insisted on seeing me alone without guards, so Kegan stayed back at one of my hotels in town. Although I was carrying a secret mic to let him keep