She looked at Flavio. Judging by his face he was thinking the very same thing. "What makes it ironic?" asked Isaac.
"The fact that Lynette called his plan out to her father way before Noah probably wanted to actually do it."
A low male voice sounded near the entrance. Guns were drawn almost immediately.
Lynette rolled her eyes sighing deeply. "I told you not to follow me," she said looking at the person standing by the door. There was no mistake as to who it was. Tall, dark hair, broad shoulders, wearing all black. It was Luca Venas.
"Easy there. I would hate to see Lynette hurting one ofyou ifsomething happened to me," he stated smirking.
"Oh yeah, as if Lynette would give a damn. Maybe a few years ago," said Noah but was not really sure if that was true. After all, the two of them had spent a lot of time together. They might as well be in a relationship for all he knew.
Lynette looked at him. "Family isn’t who you were born into, but who you’d die for."
Flavio laughed, thinking the whole situation was hilarious. It was all so messed up that he didn’t know what to think about it. A few days ago, he had merely thought that their problems would end with finding Lynette and uniting their Famiglia with Inéz, Drew and Isaac. But it all turned out to be unnecessary because the girl was alive and well, and didn’t need anyone’s help. What was more, she wouldn’t follow Noah’s sick plan, which Flavio was thankful for, so there had been literally no point in doing anything they had done so far. But it was rather too late to turn back now.
"Alright I will repeat Isaac’s question, what makes Noah’s plan ironic? Insane - yes." the younger brother asked still clinging to his gun just in case Venas had set up some kind of trap. He didn’t trust any of them. Not Lynette, nor Luca. Hell, at the moment, he barely trusted his own brother.
"There was a point where I wanted to figure out a way to avoid marrying Noah. So stupidly, I proposed as an alternative to my zio and father to marry Luca instead. They thought of it as Luca’s attempt at becoming Capoand reaching for power."
"And I was almost killed because of that idea. Thank you very much," Luca added.
Lynette shrugged. "We’re even." pause. "While talking to them, I mentioned that Noah would probably want to take all the power himself. I had heard that you were in contact with another mafia and forging your own alliances on the side to overthrow Marco, and it was only one step away from attempting to get the Seattle Famigliatoo. With me at your side as your wife and your own soldiers, it wouldn’t have been that hard."
Noah was truly impressed by the fact that she had figured him out quicker that anyone else. He had thought about it when he’d heard of the engagement plan, but it had been far from possible at the time. As time went by, the plan started to take clearer shape in his mind and he wanted it more and more every single day. With the Seattle Famiglia,he would have the whole west for himself. And if there was something that he had dreamt of ever since he had been initiated - it was to be the best and most powerful.
"It’s not going to happen, Noah," said Lynette and moved towards the door with Luca by her side. As she reached to open the doors, she stopped and turned around. "One more thing, if you figure out a plan for Gastone let me know,"she added and with one last glance at Drew, she disappeared.
CHAPTER 43
The plan had been set into motion only two days later. Before meeting with all the captains, he’d decided to act upon Gastone’s case. Instead of asking for permission he would rather explain his actions. Everything was settled. Since the Capodecinawasn’t suspecting anything, it only required Nicodemo and Drew to go and take him, as Noah and Flavio were to be waiting for them in one of their warehouses outside of Las Vegas, so they could deal with him in peace. He didn’t need witnesses as he was going to spread the word around his Famigliaafter everything. It was better for his soldiers’ to imagine what their Capo hadactually done with Gastone, rather than them seeing it. The mind was a powerful tool and it was always scarier than reality.
All this time Inéz had been in Noah’s penthouse, waiting for some information. Even Lynette had visited her, curious about how they would handle things. She wanted the men to capture the Capodecina, and then go and join them in the warehouse to witness the brutal end of his pathetic life.
"Do you think we can do this?" Inéz asked the girl trying not to sound affected, but she knew that once she got an answer, it would be easier to see the fear behind her composure.
There was an anxiety that wouldn’t go away, although the action was supposed to be easy and quick.
Lynette looked at the brunette as if she didn’t see any use in asking the question. Wasn’t the answer obvious?
"It would take a miracle."
Well, that was good. Miracleshappened sometimes.
"And even then probably not," Lynette added and just as Inéz predicted – she felt the color drain from her face, but not in fear for her own life,
