Rome did not create a great empire
by having meetings. They did it by
killing those who opposed them.
A low hum from the idling engine was the only sound in the SUV. Jake knew Cameron was reading the bumper of the truck in front of them and Cameron knew Jake was as well.
Cameron swallowed hard as Jake huffed. Fifteen days ago, if they had seen that message they wouldn't have given it the time of day, but now…now it made Jake nauseous.
"How was school?" Cam asked, glancing at his brother, waiting for the light to turn and that damn bumper sticker to move it along.
"How the fuck do you think it was?" Jacob seethed, rubbing a hand over the back of his neck. It was one of many idiosyncratic moves that when added to crystal blue eyes and sandy blonde locks, compelled people to imagine they were simply looking at a much younger version of his father.
It had been a rough two weeks in the Morgan household. A skeleton had been found in a wooded area being razed for a new housing development outside of Port Charles, NY. Said skeleton was subsequently identified as one Lorenzo Alcazar and with the reopening of a cold case a state away, life as Jake knew it took a dramatic turn.
Everyone experiences it, the realization that their parents are human and that they led lives before having children. They made mistakes, some bigger than others, and they didn't hang the moon. Unfortunately for Jake, there was no slow introduction to this shift in cognition.
No, with one phone call, his Superman came crashing down to earth.
His parents tried to shield him from it, but it was all over the news. Naively, Jake was sure they had the wrong guy; this must be a case of mistaken identity. There was no way his dad, the man he idolized, had once been a hitman. Apparently not any old hitman either. He had been 'The Enforcer', as the media dubbed him, for Sonny Corinthos, a mob boss with the largest operation on the eastern seaboard. And now his baseball coach/ex-contract killer father was the prime suspect in a sixteen year old murder.
AN: This prologue was written a couple of months ago as part of a first line challenge from Huma. I found the line on a bumper sticker and used it that way, but I am unable to post the image of the sticker here. It will be in the prologue at The Canvas when I start posting the story there. This tale will be a two parter and will likely take awhile to tell. Hope you enjoy.