Page 145 of Renegade
Greystone placed his arm on Caroline’s back, gave her an affectionate caress. “I’ll be back.”
She offered a little nod, an encouraging smile.
On the screened porch, his brothers sat around the high-top, dining table. Greystone stood behind his chair, gripped the back with his hands.
“Willie Boy is dangerous,” Luciano said.
He looked too stupid to be dangerous, but Greystone stayed silent.
“Years ago, Uncle Enzo went to prison,” Luciano continued. “He asked me to run the business with Willie Boy, but told me I should give him a job to keep him busy.”
“Enzo didn’t think he was smart enough to run the business,” Gabriel added.
“Willie Boy didn’t like that his father chose me over him,” Luciano continued, “so he arranged to have me killed.”
That got his Greystone’s attention, and his hold on the chair tightened.
“But Willie Boy fucked that up,” Luciano said, “and my wife and two small children were killed instead of me.”
Jesus.
“I’m sorry, Lulu,” Greystone said.
“Before we found that out, we knew he was up to no good with the mastermind behind the Day of Destruction, so I roughed him up to get him to talk, only he wouldn’t,” Teddy explained. “After that, he took off.”
“Now, he’s back,” Luciano said. “But he doesn’t know we know he ordered the hit.”
“We need to finish the job,” Teddy said
Greystone nodded. “When?”
“I put a tracker on his car,” Teddy continued. “Unless he loaned it out, he’s been in Baltimore for the past three days.”
“We’re doing it as soon as he gets back,” Luciano said. “We think he’s trying to put the dirty business back together.”
“The restaurant is his home base,” Teddy explained. “So, we could use your help when we take him down.”
“I’m in,” Greystone said. “Whatever you need.”
Luciano walked over and extended his hand. “Grazie.”
Greystone shook it, then pulled him in for a hug. “I’m sorry for your loss.”
Luciano broke away, headed toward the door.
“You need to know why I left,” Greystone said.
Silence. All eyes on him.
Luciano returned to the table, sat back down, but Greystone was still too fired up to sit. He never thought they’d know the truth. Then again, he never imagined he’d return home.
“I was the one who put Enzo in prison,” Greystone began.
“Holy hell,” Gabriel murmured.
“Whoa, brother,” Teddy blurted.
Only Luciano remained stone-faced.
