Violent Little Thing (Lily and Luciano) novel Chapter 83

“You had a pickle craving?” I ask Mamma

“Oh dear girl, she had everyone at her baby shower bring a jar of pickles each. Poor Gregory had no idea where to put the dam things!” Madre bursts out.

We all laugh together before things quiet down and the atmosphere shifts.

“I’m going to bring them home…”

“But what about the baby?” Mamma asks, putting her hand on my stomach.

“The baby needs their fathers…and I can’t ask all the retired elders to go into this alone. I know Alexander. Hell, I might be the only person to be able to take him down. I have to do this.”

“Right…well I knew there was a reason my son loved you so much. You’re a fighter just like my Tony is.”

“And you have the biggest heart like my Luca does.”

“And Luciano? What do I have that resembles him?”

They smile at me softly.

“You have his determination to protect what he loves most.” Madre starts.

“His family.” Mamma finishes.

“Donna?” Gregory says walking in.

“Plans are set?”

“They are. We’re ready for phase one.”

“Alright Papa.” I turn back to Mamma and Madre who give me a big cuddle, lots of kisses and sweet words to their unborn grandchild, then I make my way back to the office.

Phase one is just for Jeremy and me. I originally wanted to do it alone because that is how I work best, but of course there were many objections around the room, so we compromised, and Jeremy is coming with me. We’ve suited up in skintight black long sleeve shirts, tights (much to Jeremy’s objection), balaclavas and earpieces and tracking devices. The plan is to case the building, making sure we know for certain every entry and exit, guard stations and rotation times, building layout and exactly where my guys are being held.

“The trackers are online and working.” One of the tech guys said.

“and the earpieces?”

“Yep, online, ready to go. We’ll be able to log every detail you give us and work an accurate map with the trackers.”

“We ready, little violence?” Jeremy asks.

“Not yet, we’re not. Take off your shoes.” I say kicking mine off. He wines and throws his head back.

“But its cold outside and my feet will get all gross!”

“You want to come? We do this my way. Tonight, we are not big bad mafia men going storming in with guns blazing, making a big show. We’re silent assassins casing a very important job and your shoes will give you away with the tiniest squeak. Off with them.”

“Ugh, fine! But I want a warm bath when I get back here waiting for me.”

“Awww, you want some bubbles too and a little rubber ducky?” I say pinching his cheeks.

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Chapter 83

Bigger off He laughs, swatting my hand away.

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