Page 48 of Sainte
He smiles, and we both realize the old Honey is starting to come back. “You’ll be in charge of her, Honey. You up for that?”
She nods proudly. “I can do it.” This is a good thing for Honey, someone to keep her occupied besides me. Not that I don’t want to be the main person in her life, but she needs friends too. Hopefully this will also help her relationship with Emma.
“Well, it looks like we’re gonna have a sorority over on your side of the clubhouse,” Ice says.
Honey looks confused, but I know exactly where he is going with this.
“If you can get a room ready for Tara… and you’ll need to get another room ready for Brianne. Emma and I are picking her up tomorrow.”
Honey nods. “Well if that will be all, I’ll go and get Tara’s room ready.”
“Sounds good. I know it’s late, sorry.”
“It’s fine, Ice, really,” Honey assures him with a smile.
“Tara, why don’t you go with Honey and try to get some sleep.”
She looks over at me. “Thank you. I almost didn’t take your advice, but there was something in your eyes that told me I could trust you. If I hadn’t, I’d be having a very different night.” She walks over and gives me a hug. She releases me and turns back toward Ice. “And thank you.”
He nods. “You’re welcome.”
Honey stands. “Come on, Tara, let’s get you settled.”
Both ladies leave the room. Once the door is securely closed, Ice asks, “So, what else?”
“I made contact with the Master. My guess he is the head honcho’s top guy. He definitely runs things. He gave me a card.” I take the card from my pocket and hand it to him.
Ice takes the card and looks at it. It is a solid black card with a name and a phone number on it in silver. He reads the name: “Santino Magnano.” He looks at me.
Holy fuck, I know him.I don’t say anything. I don’t know what to say.
“You know him, don’t you?” Ice asks.
I nod. “Santino Magnano is head of one of the five families in New York.” When I got the card earlier, I didn’t even really look at it. It was dark, and I thought I would just deal with it when we got back. It wasn’t the priority; Tara was at the time.
“How is Michael’s relationship with the Magnanos?”
“Good, it’s always been good.”
“Well, it’s about to take a turn for the worse,” Ice says as he places the card on his desk.
“Ice, you can’t. You have to call Michael. You can’t make any kind of move on the Magnanos without Michael knowing about it.”
“Why the fuck can’t the Mafia stay out of my town?”
“Trust me on this. We do this right, they’ll be gone for good and Michael won’t be pissed.”
“Rebel? Your thoughts?”
“I agree with Sainte, Ice. We need to do this by the Mafia book, not the biker one.”
He holds up his hands. “Fine, we’ll do this one your way. I’m fuckin’ beat. I’m going to bed. We’ll deal with this in the morning.” He gets up from his chair and turns toward Rebel. “You still set to get Ari in the morning?”
He nods.
“Well, you better sleep too. I don’t want my sister in danger because you can’t keep your eyes open while driving.”
“Yes, dad,” Rebel says sarcastically.
