Chapter Fifty Five

I take a deep breath and exhale, and the sign Geo's is lit up in red. I have Marco right beside me as my right-hand man, literally. There's an army of my men hidden in plain sight waiting for my cue. Even with all of my precautions, it doesn't feel right. My gut is telling me not to trust Carl Barone. I brush the feeling away and enter the door.

A large man at a six-foot-two stature greets Marco and me and pats us down. Instantly I pull off my harness and gun to set it on the nearby table to show I mean no ill harm. Once the man is satisfied, he leads Marco and me to a room in the restaurant's back.

Men are sitting around chattering, and the smell of cigar smoke covers the air. Women in revealing outfits surround the table. At the head of the table is a balding man with a large belly gut, smoking a cigar. Sitting beside him is someone I never thought I would