There were still many things to take care of today.
"I’m more than satisfied at the moment. Don’t worry," he stated, smirking.
"I heard that you are about to induct two outsiders into the Famiglia," said one of the soldiers whose name was Alberto Bianchi. He took care of the girls himself after they passed the audition for the job. Everything went through him as far as the dancers were concerned.
Noah nodded. "Yes. We need a computer guy and the other one has great connections with the FBI. It’s never too late to strengthen the Famiglia, am I right?"
He was fairly sure that they didn’t think the same, and he wouldn’t take their objections lightly. What’s more, he actually counted on them to speak up. His Capodecina would help him get rid of him without breaking a sweat that way. Inéz wouldn’t have to audition for the dancer position then and his Famiglia would be free of rats and usurpers once and for all.
"As always," said Gastone instead, disappointing his boss with the words. His smirk as obvious as before, he took his leave.
CHAPTER 12
Watching MMA fights was Flavio’s favorite thing to do. He considered them instructive as he then used many moves in his workout sessions, and in the jobs that required fighting skills. Now, he was showing Drew maneuvers he could adapt. The Underboss had taken over his training as it had become essential to him that Ryder developed into a good fighter. He had the potential, and since he answered directly to Flavio as a soon-to-be Famiglia soldier, it was crucial for his people to be the best. It was a matter of power-play among Made Men.
"Have you found out who the assassin is?" asked Noah as soon as he returned from his meeting with Gastone.
Flavio shook his head. "Anastasia said that she wasn’t told why she was there with Cesarino. He told her to sit and order something. All she saw were the customers come and go, and didn’t recognize anyone else but her father’s workers at some of the other tables. At least no one stood out to her," he said.
"I guess I am going to have a talk with her."
"For God’s sake, Noah, she doesn’t know anything," murmured Drew rolling his eyes at the boss. "She has nothing to gain by keeping quiet and she knows it. Her father is dead, mother on the way to Las Vegas, and it’s not like there is someone left torescue her. So why on earth would she hide anything?" he added but his eyes hadn’t left the fight.
He was getting more and more confident in his training and becoming pretty good at it too. He could see himself easily enjoying it after a few more sessions.
Drew was a fast learner when it came to any sport. Isaac had more problems with it but was doing the best he could. As Ryder couldn’t complain about his muscles and strength, his friend was to gain a few pounds more to be able to effectively defend himself. Even more to attack with full force. No fight would be easy when it came to the mafia.
The Capolooked around the penthouse. "Where are the others?"
"Isaac is doing research on Lynette. He said he has a few ideas on how to track her down. And Inéz went to the gym."
Noah raised his eyebrow. "Alone?"
The girl shouldn’t be left by herself even though there was no safer building in Las Vegas. Knowing her, she would get bored by sitting idly inside pretty soon, and they couldn’t risk someone seeing her leave his property.
The younger Falcone took a sip of the coke. "Chill out. I had someone put together the pole and there are cameras if you really want to make sure she’s safe. But that’s probably not the real reason why you would watch her train," he stated, smirking at his brother.
No one knew Noah better than him. And even though he knew neither of them had a free pass to harbor feelings towards anyone, there was a part of his brother that respected Inéz enough to be interested in her.
Drew made a face, thinking about the possibility of his best friend getting involved with his Capo. Ever since Inéz had met him four years before, he’d been able to see the chemistry between them. Barely visible for other people, but still there. And he hated it because he knew Noah better than he wanted to. And Inéz was like his sister. Someone to care for and keep safe at all times. That would never change.
"Can we stop talking about Inéz like that?" he asked glaring at the men.
Flavio chuckled. "Don’t tell me you don’t find Díez attractive." He met his brother’s serious expression. "What? She’s hot," he added.
"Didn’t need to know your thoughts when it came to Inéz, really," said Drew turning off the TV after the fight had come to an abrupt ending.
The Underboss gave them an amused look. He tilted his head, reaching for the laptop to log into the cameras installed in the gym and check on the girl. She had loud music on and was trying the same move time and time again. It required her to push out both legs in the air and turn from being with her back to the pole to facing it. Sometimes it gracefully worked, but then she forgot to hold on tight and loudly fell on her butt.
Noah came behind the couch leaning over to see the screen. "With those attempts, she will gain quite a few bruises before she learns," he chuckled.
"It’s a shame she needs to sell that body of hers to finish the job," stated Flavio making Drew stiffen. He looked at the brothers, hoping to see that those words were said in a joking manner. However, Flavio was many things but not the joking type.
Drew fisted his hands. "There’s no fucking way that will happen," he grunted.
The Capo gripped his forearm. "No one
