Blood & omertà

The streets were quieter now, the usual bustle of dockworkers and street vendors replaced by

night was more than just

became a man

hat's how Enzo

ier in his office, the smoke from his cigar curling around hi

utside an unmarked building in Red H

of a Model T, lighting a cigarette with a practiced f

ervous

ted his coat.

ly if you don't

orcer from their last job, stepped out. His face was always locked

t i

, no small talk

the W

. It wasn't large, just a cramped storage space stacked

" DeLuca, one of Ricci's top men. He was older, with slicked-back hair, a

incenzo c

March

nzo n

g against the wooden surface. "I hea

er. He wasn't sure i

to a crate beside him. "You're gonna take this to a man named Jimmy O'

whistle. "O'Rour

he don't like surprises

lly spoke. "A

ned. "Then Carlo h

unted in

Dr

shifting in the back with every turn. Sal drove, hands steady on the whe

un across his lap, eyes alwa

t this business?" Sal mutt

lanced at

he part before

ed. "You expec

"I always ex

ehouse. The Irish ran their liquor business out of an old sh

standing outside, both dressed in dark coat

ted the truck an

. "Alright.

Me

scattered oil lamps. Wooden crates lined the walls, some already

was older, with thinning red hair and a thick mustache, his eyes sharp beneath he

a scar across his cheek, stepp

dded. "A

tured lazily

the wood splintering under the force. Inside, bottle

ther sip of his d

ted. Somethi

reaching his eyes. "Thing is, boys... I d

le

enzo. Carlo's grip tig

s, but he knows better than to send me whiskey without a call first

's blood

been

ack. "Tell me, bo

Stan

ink, his shotgun was level

to holsters. The sound of gun

nt before-back in Sicily, when his father

was a

t too fast, not too slow. Ju

O'Rourke," he said, his voice st

him. "And why sho

his was it. His first rea

you up," Vincenzo said, "we'd

le

ed. A deep, belly laugh that

got balls." He gestured

the guns

thoughtful. "Tell Ricci I'll take the shipment.

ed. "I'll mak

to leave, O'Rou

rch

nzo s

s. "You ever get tired of wo

ed. "I'll keep

Afte

n the road, the city

breath. "That cou

. "Could've go

stared ahead,

g bigger. He had proven himself. And

t some dockwo

was