FREE US FROM DON PEDRO

Chapter 4: Change is Constant

On the first ring the principal picks and informs her that the doctor said she was needed as soon as possible at the hospital.

She carefully locks the back door and walks out of her house hoping to flag down a cab.

She eventually gets a cab which drops her off at the hospital,

On getting there the doctor took her into his office and explained the extent of the boy's injury.

“Miss Claire, you have nothing to worry about, his hypothalamus was affected by the collision with the pillar, and this was a very rare occurrence, but considering his age he is going to recover within a few weeks.”, Doctor said.

“You may not need to accompany me and explain to Pedro's men and even Pedro himself for the safety of you and your daughter.” He further elaborated.

“Thank you very much Doctor” she responded.

“You can take two days off from work owing to the happenings of the day so that you can stabilize mentally before resuming work on Tuesday. “ He continued.

“Thank you Doctor, I appreciate this.” Said Claire.

At the reception of this information she heaved a sigh of relief, if only he knew what she had experienced this afternoon at home.

The doctor approaches the scar-faced Grego, who appears to be the most senior of the men in the suite, as the trio sit strategically around the entrance to Santa's hospital room. Doctor informs him of the extent of the injury but he refuses to make any remark but rather steps aside to call the Don who tells him to inform miss Claire and the doctor that he is glad at their level of assistance, after which he is to return to the villa, so they can carefully work out a 12 hour two men shift for the guards who will watch over Santa while he is still recovering at the hospital.

Back at Pedro's villa, scissors who were not yet awake although the wound has now been properly dressed by Dr. Nick.

On waking up, she was to depart for Milan by morning, after which she will board a train to Paris in the company of Frank and Brownie, pass the night in a hotel, then first thing Tuesday morning, they will put her in a train to Paris where she will continue her hibernation.

Sunday evening Grego walks into the lounge, but no one was within sight except for the sentries mounting guard at their duty post with their semi automatic rifles slung across their shoulders, the air is tensed as the Don had been shouting at everyone within view at the slightest provocation ever since he heard the state of his son, he was clearly in a bad mood.

On sighting Grego he pulls him aside and whispers the next line of action to him. Some one may ask the question, why are all these hasty decisions offensive.

Truth is only Grego and the Don knew what was on ground, the answer lay deep down in their heart.

The elimination of the two top men of the Zurich cartel was masterminded by Don Pedro and his next line of action was to reap the benefits of his action.

The Sicilian drug market will be starving of supply before the next 30 days. He needed a strong hold on this market, and was to use his usual formula in taking over the market. But that will only be possible if he reintroduced his usual doll vendor which must be some one known in the community. Ladies used for this doll vendor were usually code named Miss cigar.

By Don Pedros standard the best suited ladies for this type of job are tall, well built blondes, with admirable backsides and preferably in their mid twenties or mid thirties at most. The last time he checked there were a total of thirteen blonds running his various outlets in Mexico and Texas. He was not hesitant on trying out this business model once again here in Sicily, his hometown.

The setup was gonna be an easy one, just a drink outlet carefully stationed beside a club house.

This drink outlet will be the decoy store house for the cartel with a connecting door at the rear to enable easy movement of the products between the sales outlets and the clubhouse. Customers who couldn't buy inside the club will most definitely buy inside the drink outlet.

That way onlookers will not suspect that such deals were on going.

Three guards stationed as Delivery men, who doubled as spies, were also attached to the outlet so customers could order products camouflaged as drinks from their homes or wherever they prefer.

The sales mechanism was such that beer cost a flat rate while cocaine nicknamed ‘peck', Opium nicknamed ‘French kiss’ and morphine nicknamed ‘pat on the back’ sold for varying amounts usually added to the flat rate for beers.

The bar attendant, whoever she was, usually stepped out to deliver the drinks to customers who ordered drinks with special requests and during the process of the peck, kiss or pat delivered what they ordered for while the public only saw the bottles of drink in the tray. Moreover the environment is usually dimly lit.

Meanwhile, locations had been gotten. The only thing missing in his preparation was a blond suitable to his taste, one with the right kind of physique.

He was previously contemplating reaching out to Mexico, so he could redeploy one of his blondes but that wasn't going to be a good move as it would mean shutting down an existing business outlet of which all of them were doing well.

This particular factor was seriously limiting him before he stumbled on Miss Claire.

When Pedro and Grego concluded their conversation they walked into the Don's inner chamber, he opened the drawer and drew out a photo album, the album was captioned

"DIARY OF THE FEMALE MAFIAS."

in it were pictures of the various blondes pecking the Don in their various outlets. The photos were usually taken on the day the various drink outlets were opened. Thirteen pages in all, the fourteenth page was still empty.

“You know how we roll”, The Don said,

“This place must be filled up as soon as possible”, he continued staring at Grego.

“Yes boss”, Grego responded.

These were clear instructions, and Grego understood its meaning.

“Deadline has been given, and results must be gotten. He was glad that for the first time in history the Don had decided to spare the life of a person who spilled the blood of a Pedro, and had decided to turn her to his worker instead.” He thought to himself.

“Change indeed is the only thing that is permanent in nature.” Pedro said to Grego, interrupting his thoughts.

“I Know you are surprised at my sudden change”, the Don added as

he walked out of his master's chamber.