Deadly Shamrocks: An Irish Tale of Love, Murder and Revenge by J. B. Reed Read Free Book Online Page B

her folks have been pretty upset about her just taking off like she did. Also heard they got a letter from her, said she told them she got married and is living in another state now. You and I know that is bullshit. It would be a shame, if, oh, I don’t know, say, there would be a death, in Vivian’s family, now wouldn’t it? I’m sure Vivian would be compelled to come to the funeral, the good girl that she is. And we both know that she would never come back to the Kitchen unless she was accompanied by her body guard.” An evil grin came across Tommy face.
    “I get ya Tommy. Who do ya think, mama or papa?”
    “We don’t want to hit mama, you stupid shit. Would you want someone to hit your mama? No, I think it should be papa. That old bastard is half-dead anyway. He’s no good to anyone. I remember one time, that old fucker hit me up side of my head when I was kid, just because I was sitting on his stoop. He didn’t want me sitting there because he didn’t want people to think I was there to see he precious Vivian. I guess I showed him, didn’t I?”
    Tommy and Ryan laughed as they hoisted their glasses to each other.
    “Okay, now normally I would ask Shane to handle this, but since he’s going to be in a fucking wheel chair, I’m going to have to trust this to you. Do you think you can do this without fucking it up?”
    “Jesus, Tommy, you act like I’m an idiot sometimes. Don’t I do good for you with the drugs?”
    “Yeah, Ryan, you do good for me with the drugs. Only sometimes, you come up a little short, and that’s because sometimes, my profit goes up your fucking nose.” Tommy slapped Ryan on the side of the head, knocking Ryan to the floor.
    “Damn, Tommy, do you have to hit me like that?”
    “I’ll do whatever I want to do to you. You need to remember, I’m your fucking boss.” Tommy leaned down and screamed into Ryan’s face.
    “Now, get your ass up and get out on the streets, I need you to check on the whores and make some collections. I need to think about this papa plan.”
    Ryan left Molly’s and Tommy lit another cigarette and poured himself a whisky from the bottle sitting on the table. Staring into space, Tommy started thinking of his plan to kill Vivie’s father. Yes, this is a grand plan. “Not only will I kill an old bastard that I’ve hated for years, but I will also get at Vivie again. And, as an added bonus, I’ll be flushing out the cocksucker that took one of my best guys out of action. Yes indeed. Tommy, my boy, this is a grand plan you’ve come up with. You should be proud.” Tommy reared back in his chair, smiling from ear to ear.
    Uptown, Michael was meeting with Joseph, who was a little more than concerned about Michael’s involvement with Vivie. He had seen too many times what distractions would do to a cleaner’s focus. He had put too much time and money into Michael to let his investment go down the drain. Michael was like a son to Joseph, but he also knew that Michael’s life, as well as his own security, relied on Michael’s ability to maintain his edge.
    “How’s the little girl doing, Lucky?”
    “Much better Joseph. She’s almost back to her old self.”
    “Then she’s about ready to move out of your place then, is that right?”
    Michael dropped eye contact with Joseph for a moment, something that Joseph picked up on immediately.
    “Just about. I’m not sure she’s at the point where she feels secure enough to be out on her own just yet.”
    “You know, Lucky, the longer she stays with you, the more likely she is to find out who you are and what it is you do.”
    “Yes, Joseph, I do know that. I think about that a lot.” Michael knew he should tell Joseph that Vivie already knew all about what he does, but he feared Joseph’s reaction.
    “It’s a damn shame, what those animals did to her. If you want, we can have them taken care of, but I do not think you should be the one to handle the job. I think you’re too close to the