My Mafia Ex-Husband

Chapter 20 - Santino

“Gustaf, listen. I am no longer interested in the ‘other’ side of business. I have been able to legitimize my businesses. I have export and import contracts only. I no longer supply guns or liquor. You know damn well that my wife is part of an organization that takes down traffickers. You know who she works with. I am not going to have this conversation with you again.” I hung up without another word.

Something was off. Gustaf Czech, the last pain in my ass that will not drop the issue since I have legitimized my businesses. I only offer export and import but my prices are still under everyone elses.

Giovanni was talking with Julianna on the phone, she took the boys on a nature walk out in the back of the property. They are collecting flowers for their momma. She is teaching them Italian and preschool courses.

The look on Giovanni’s face is priceless when he was smiling on the phone was priceless. He is caving in to asking Julianna out to dinner. She has already hinted repeatedly to man-up. I laugh at him every chance I get. “She said yes, but no Italian food.” He grinned and left the office.

I completed an audit of the paperwork that my warehouse and dock had processed. All containers have cleared customs. My shipping manager has done an excellent job. Everything was in order. I decided that I would buy some flowers for Cassandra on the way home. She really did not like frivolous things. Jewelry, perfume, clothes. She would rather go on a vacation with the boys and enjoy family time. My family time.

I was sitting in the office going over contracts and other paperwork, when Giovanni walked in, ”Julianna is not answering her phone. I was going to ask if she wanted Mexican food. Hfmm. I will try calling back in a bit, she is probably busy.”

My phone buzzes. I suddenly had a bad feeling. I fumbled with my phone and unlocked it quickly.

Message:

Gerardo: Gustaf and Piotre they took Cassandra… Other men looking for your children… I have them and Julianna in the saferoom out back. They shot me and Luca. Doc is on his way. Others are in hiding.

“Son of a b***h! Gio, where is Gustaf? He has taken Cassandra.” I yelled from the office as I was rushing out to my car.

“They left here almost an hour ago. I will check the security feed. Julianna? The babies? Gerardo?”

“He was shot and so was Luca. Probably protecting the women and children. Julianna and the boys are in the saferoom out back. Gerardo has them. Doc is on his way.”

“Motherfucker will pay!” Giovanni growled.

“His and that piece of s**t Piotre! They touched my wife. She is pregnant with my baby again. Gio, I do not need to tell you of the utmost importance it is to get her back unharmed. You know Piotre is a sadistic f**k!”

“Santino, we will get her back. Now I will drive. You get in.” I moved so fast. I was on edge. My hands itched to wrap themselves around Gustaf’s throat. I will kill him without hesitation.

Giovanni’s face was unreadable as he drove toward the other end of the city. My mind was racing a mile a minute. What did they do to my wife? How did they get her out? Is she okay? Is my baby, okay? My heart was hurting in my chest. I was trying to calm my breathing down.

We came up to one of Gustaf’s warehouses. Does he have Cassandra here? We will soon find out. I started to get out of the car, my phone buzzed again.

Gerardo: Boss, I slapped a tracker on Gustaf’s car when I seen it parked on the side of the property. His car is on the lower west side. Radcliffe Ave. I believe that is Piotre’s place. I have men enroute. Doc is here now, we are all fine. Please bring back our Dona.

Damn good job Gerardo. I do not know how he was able to scramble and slap a tracker on the car and still get to Julianna and the boys. But he deserves a raise and a vacation.

“Gio, Radcliffe ave. Now! That is Piotre’s place. They have Cassandra there. Gerardo, bless him, slapped a tracker on their car.”

“I am going to kiss him! Then, wash my mouth before I kiss your sister.” Giovanni slammed his foot on the pedal.

“Gerardo, has men enroute as well.”

We go to Piotre’s place within minutes. It felt like hours, but it was only eight minutes. But who knows what they would do to my wife in that time.

We cut the lights on the cars as it was already nightfall. We parked a block away and scrambled around the buildings.

We surrounded the building and heard god-awful screams. It was not a woman screaming. Thanks to the heavens. But the scream of a man. A very painful one at that.

My men jumped into action. They knew their Dona, was in the building. They broke windows and kicked in doors armed with guns.

I ran straight in, not caring if I got shot in the process. I came to a screeching halt as I took in the view of my wife standing over Piotre’s body. She had a knife in her hands and there was blood everywhere.

My heart almost stopped. I ran to Cassandra, “Tesoro, did they hurt you? What happened?”

Cassandra had wild and crazy eyes as she slowly turned toward me. She dropped the knife and jumped into my arms. Giovanni wrapped his coat around Cassandra’s shoulders, and I led her out of the warehouse.

Cassandra was shivering and pale. I sat her in the backseat of my car. “Baby, please talk to me. What did they do?”

“They shot me with a tranquilizer and put me in that smelly warehouse. The idiots forgot to bind my hands. Idioti. The drug wore off pretty fast. I grabbed a knife that was on the table and stabbed Gustaf first. Then, I slashed the other guys nuts off. I kept slashing at him until he dropped like dog s**t to the ground.”

I was still checking Cassandra’s body for any injuries. I could not breath. My wife is just amazing. She was taken and killed one man, maybe two.

“Our babies? Julianna?”

“They are just fine. Gerardo got them into the saferoom at the back of the property.”

“Is everyone okay then?”

“Luca and Gerardo were shot. They are fine. How are you feeling. I need to get you to the hospital.”

“I need you to hold me for a moment. I need to catch my breath. My momma bear needs to calm down. Piotre was going to cut my baby out of my stomach. But him and Gustaf got into an argument. Gustaf wanted me untouched. Piotre disagreed. I did not wait to see what my end would be. I grabbed the knife off of the table and just started slashing at both men.”

Giovanni came running out of the warehouse. My men set the building on fire, destroying any and all evidence. “Dona, are you okay?”

“Yes, thank you Gio.”

“Boss, both are dead. Gustaf’s throat slashed. He bled out. Piotre, on other hand, got exactly what he deserved. He was on one side of the table and his balls lying on the other side. Dona, slashed his femoral arty. He bled out. Dona, may I see your hands please. I just want to make sure you were not cut. Blood pathogens could be very dangerous in your condition.”

Giovanni had paper towels and rubbing alcohol in his hands as he checked Cassandra’s hands. I was so very proud to have him as my closest friend and capo.

Cassandra was not cut anywhere but we still drove her to the hospital. The doctor’s examined her and other than a mild headache from what they drugged her with, she was fine. We were told the fetus was fine.

We headed home. Our home.