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book 2 chapter 2

That night when he tried to go to bed, his hours were grizzly horrific, his mind keep.repeating the gruesome scene that had went down that day. On more then one occasion it had awoken him in a cold sweat. Would it be like this forever he wondered?

Early the next morning four cars quietly pulled up in front of the trap house. A dozen men in suits got out with automatic weapons and proceeded to break in. They rounded up all the people that lived in the house and put them on there knees in the middle of the living room. Antonio was the last one they went to get. He had been awoken to the feel of the cold hard steel against his face. When he opened his eyes he saw that the guy holding the gun was huge. The gun looked rather small in his rather large hands. With only grunts and gestures, he let him downstairs at gunpoint to join the circle of the others already on their knees.

Who were these men he kept asking himself. He didn't think any of them looked familiar. All heads looked towards the door as someone slowly pushed it open. It's creaking reverberated throughout the house. Then another rather large man swiftly walked into the center of the circle. Slowly he looked at each and every one of them before he spoke a single word. Then he said with a deep baratone, it seemed to almost shake the room.

"Does anyone in this room know who I am. " He asked everyone. A couple of people did recognize him.

"Ya"one of them spoke up. " Ur don Tony of the Italian Sacramento syndicate. He was by far the most powerful man in the city.

Antonio had recognized the don by his name. For some reason he felt a heavy weight in the pit of his stomach. Something didn't seem right.

"As many of u know I'm a fair but rather harsh man." He said.

The man was right. The dons reputation was that he only gave a person one chance. After that he was downright ruthless to all those that crossed him.

Once he realized who it was that was talking to them, he had a gut feeling that something bad was gonna happen.

"As some of u may know, I was only blessed with one child. A daughter who had just recently turned 25." He informed them.he then went on to say" last night she left when I fell asleep, and somehow snuck out last night. And while she was away she was murdered. I believe it was by the hands of someone In this room.

"Oh s**t, what have I done?" But he already knew the answer to that. The other person, the potential witness he had also killed.

On the other side of the room the o.g puppet was hit with knees like a ton of bricks. He had known the dons daughter for most of his life since grade school. They had even dated briefly during high school. But her father had never approved or his thuggish ways. As much as puppet had wanted to be with his daughter, he knew that he couldn't have gone against the dons wishes. He had no doubt in his mind of what would have happened to him if he did. One would have to be a dumb mothafucker to go against the man.if the don had even just an incline of suspicion, you were as good as dead.

But now ,in this hellishness of realities, he knew that he was ultimately the reason for the tragedy. And be it as it may, he still hesitated for only a min. Puppet know that he could t live with more blood on his hands then he already had. He already had more innocent blood on them then he ever had wished for. For that, he knew he would have to atone for it later.The teenage boy thought to himself " I can't let anyone else die for my mistake. Sure I was only following orders, ultimately he was the one to blame for these horrible turn of events."

As he slowly started to raise his hand, he locked on his o.g.s eyes ,which were filled with terror. He watched as is og's had shot up ,accompanied with his deep voice. " It was me. I was the one who killed her don Tony. I'm so sorry."

Without a thought of hesitation, the don walked over to his o.g , pulled a rather large pistol with silencer, and put it to his head and pulled the trigger.