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CULLEN-MASEN FAMILY

Chapter 23

BPOV

After a very welcome nap we woke to a fairly nice Sunday afternoon. We took our showers, got dressed comfortably, and wandered into the kitchen. We were greeted by the smell of coffee, and I was surprised to find a still warm coffee cake. We gathered us some, sitting down at the bar enjoying the peace, and quiet. We had no idea that before the night was over there would be the beginnings of a war.

We spent a fairly quiet Sunday in his apartment just enjoying each others company, and a bit of Cal's, too. It was nice as we ordered Chinese, and sat watching action movies. I was having a blast listening to Edward, and Cal arguing about their battle plans, their modes of transportation, and the weapons they used. It was hilarious.

They both turned looking at me like I was crazy, and all I could do was roll around laughing at their silliness. That meant I would pay dearly, as Edward got up straddling me, and proceeded to tickle me until I admitted surrender. He had no idea that 'pay back' would be mine. It is so on Mister.

I got up going to get us something to drink, and Edward was following me thinking I was mad. I wasn't even slightly, but I ignored him, and he continued to follow me. As I leaned into the refrigerator to get us something to drink I happened upon a can of Redi-Whip. I popped the cap off, turned and proceeded to spray Edward in the face. Cal stood back laughing, so I sprayed his ass, too.

They both stopped, looking at me, and I knew I was in deep trouble. Turns out there were three more cans of that stuff, and they took off after me pinning me in a corner cutting loose with it going in all directions. When they ran out of topping they stepped back, looked at me, and shook hands on carrying that out splendidly. They were both dog food.

Then I caught my reflection in the windows, looked at them, and fell in the floor laughing myself to tears. It was the most fun I'd had in years. The kitchen was a wreck, we were wrecks, and we couldn't quit laughing to clean up the mess. We finally calmed down enough that Edward toted me to the bathroom to shower, while they attempted to clean up the mess.

I got cleaned up, dried off, and in more comfortable clothes to come out to them just finishing up cleaning the kitchen. I was now dragging, and having to rely on my arm braces heavily. Edward saw me, coming over asking if I was alright, and if they had hurt me in any way. I assured him I was fine. I had just been overdoing things ever since Thursday, and it was about time I was reminded of my disabilities.

I told them both I had the most fun in a long time, and not to worry. I sent them to their mutual showers, and I got a bottle of water heading towards the media room. Cane and Peaches were still piled up on the couch sound asleep. Some guard dog...lol.

I started looking for something for us to watch, and must have dozed off. I was getting tired of falling asleep on Edward. I was missing a lot of our time together.

I was woken at sometime around five thirty Monday morning to Edward's phone ringing. I had to nudge him to wake up enough to answer it, and tried to turn over to go back to sleep. He was talking in hushed tones, but suddenly he was stomping out of the room, talking to whoever in a condescending tone. I reached over grabbing his pillow pulling it close, blanket closer, and went back to sleep.

A few hours later I woke up alone. I slipped on some yoga pants, and slippers heading for the kitchen. I walked into pandemonium. There were men everywhere, Mrs. Stanley trying to make coffee, and cooking something. I walked over taking over making coffee, and then asked her if she needed help. She tried to rush me off, and I just turned reaching into the cabinet pulling coffee cups, spoons, creamer, sugar, and other assorted things.

I then turned around looking for Edward, and Cal pointed down towards his office. I noticed Ant was there, and asked him to help me for a few minutes. I asked him to help me get my wheelchair, and then to help me find Edward. I needed to find out what was going on, and if I need to leave.

I really didn't know how he felt about me being in attendance of his 'other' business. I was not going to take it for granted to just make myself comfortable around all the things going on.

We got my wheel chair, and Ant was taking me to Edward's office. We reached his office, Ant knocked, and Jasper answered the door. He said it wasn't a good time, and the next thing I heard was Edward yelling for them to move the fuck out of the way. He told Ant to bring me inside, and they moved so I could roll up to Edward. He stood coming to me, leaning over giving me a kiss. I told him it was my fault for barging in, not Ant's, and he told me it was fine. I was very welcome in there any damn time I wanted too.

I asked him if things were alright, and if I could do anything to help. I then told him I made fresh coffee if he, and his men would like some. I also said Mrs. Stanley was making something for everyone to eat. I looked at him running my hand down his cheek suggesting he take a small break, have something to eat, and gather his wits about him.

He smiled at me nodding, and sent everyone into the kitchen. We held back a little bit, and he was telling me there was some fighting in his area further down the coast, and some of his men were killed, and injured. They were able to detain quite a few men, and they were in transit as we spoke. He told me he would have to go out later that evening, and he was sending me, Ant, Alec, and Felix over to my apartment. They were going to lock things up tight, and when he was finished he would call me. I told him to call no matter what hour of the day, or night. I needed to know he was alright.

We took off to the kitchen to join the crowd. I went to get us some coffee, and something to eat. Mrs. Stanley was already fixing things for us, and sat us up at the end of the counter. I was eating, and watching all the people. I heard Edward telling Ant, Alec, and Felix that later they were taking me to my apartment, locking things up, and that they better guard me with their lives. If anything happens to me they would pay with their lives. They looked at him, and nodded their heads. I looked at them nodding in agreement, and smiling at them.

The tension in the apartment could be cut with a knife. It must really be bad. At any given minute there were two, three, four people on their phones. They were talking, arranging things, determining times to gather, where they would gather for this, and that. It was a continuous planning mode. I felt a painting coming from all I was exposed too.

I picked up my phone to call Angela about the delivery of canvases. She answered saying they had came yesterday late afternoon. I asked her if there were some large ones, and that when I arrived tonight I was going to work. She said there were quite a lot of the 60x40, and 40x30. She said there was also a bunch of paints with the order. I told her I would see her later, and to keep things locked up. She said Garrett was there right now, along with Tom. I hung up looking for Edward.

I found him, and I started asking him about the men over at my apartment right now. I told him about talking to Angela, and her saying Garrett and Tom were there. I then looked up seeing Liam, and I was getting confused. I was also getting a bad feeling about all this. I told Edward something was not feeling right. That things felt 'off'. I couldn 't explain it other than I felt something bad was going to happen. He sent Liam, Ant, and Jasper over to my apartment to check things out from top to bottom. He also told him if the men over there were acting strange to detain them, and bring everyone over here; Angela included.

He knelt down looking at me, and tears started running down my face. The feeling was getting worse, to the point I pushed by Edward headed for the bathroom. I felt as if I was fixing to be very sick. I no more than got in there, and I barely made it to the toilet throwing up everything in my stomach. I couldn't quit crying, and about that time there was a bunch of confusion as people came running in calling for Edward, and Angela came over to me.

She was crying, and talking. I couldn't make heads, or tails out of what she was saying. After a few minutes she calmed down enough to tell me there were people down in the garage of my building, and they jumped the men. Apparently Garrett was shot, and then someone stepped behind him jerking his head back, and cut his throat. He was dead.

Everyone else came flying back in here dragging Angela, and it was mass hysteria. I was trying to understand what was going on, without any luck. Edward stepped into the living room trying to get someone to tell him what happened, and if they knew who it was. No one had any idea who the people were, but they were waiting on them, and just attacked before anyone could do anything.

Garrett was dead, and one of the other men who attacked was also dead. They walked down to surveillance, and Eric was trying to keep an eye on the people milling around outside. He said there were about seven men that got picked up by a black van, no windows, and a blacked out tag.

Edward sent a few men heavily armed over to the other building to check things out. They were gone for a good thirty minutes, or so. They came back saying the building was empty,and the bodies were still in the garage. Sean went into action calling some cleaners to come in, clean the area, taking Garret's body to the funeral home, and disposing of the other one. They would be disposed in an incinerator. I knew that much from Edward telling me they had one to get rid of evidence, clothes, and bodies when needed.

EPOV

I walked into my bedroom to check on Bella, and Angela. They both seemed to have calmed down, washing their faces, and talking. Angela was alright after seeing that, as she knew it was a part of Sean's life. She had been raised in conditions almost as bad. They were both fine, but asked about Garrett,and what was going on. I assured them everything would be alright, that Garrett's body was going to our funeral home. I also told them they would be staying here until this was resolved. I told Angela to take the guest bedroom on this floor, and not to worry about a thing. We were going to take care of it all.

They headed to the kitchen to get something to drink, and set up in the media room. I called Sean into my office, along with the rest of the men. I felt pretty sure we were about to go into war with the Calabrese Family. We would know more once we got those men from down south, and interrogated them.

I wanted as many men as possible to go through the whole warehouse of Bella's. I would find out if there were any hidden rooms, and if it was alright to go through every inch of the place to make sure no one was held up in there.

I then wanted a bunch of men made ready as I was calling to move up the meeting with them once I was through with their men. I called Laurent to tell him to get ready to do some extensive interrogating. To bring some of the more deadly snakes such as the black mamba, inland taipan, and he proceeds to tell me he got me a black spitting cobra. I almost fell out of my desk chair. I had been trying for years to get one of them. They are very hard to obtain, but Laurent got me one. He also got a hefty bonus for it, too.

Laurent also told me he was in the process of tracking me down a big python. I told him about the events over at Bella's warehouse, and the loss of Garrett. I could tell he was very pissed off. He really liked Garrett, and had been showing him how to handle some of the snakes. Laurent, and I have been bitten so much we have built up a tolerance for snake venom. I didn't think either of us could handle the bite of probably a black mamba, or inland taipan without receiving antivenom within minutes.

We're both kind of masochist when it comes to snakes. I hate to think of how many times I've been bitten, but I still love my snakes. I've been called the King Cobra Boss before, and they know not to fuck with me. I don't like taking prisoners, but if I did they best hope for a quick death.

A few of us went down to the first floor as I wanted to see how much they had gotten done down here. I was having a vault for merchandise, deliveries, guns, and a big temperature controlled wine cellar built. There were also rooms for interrogation, an incinerator, a wash room, and another incinerator for disposing of bodies. We had an extensive hosing system installed to wash down rooms with a very abrasive cleaner to wash bodily fluids away.

We reached the ground floor and found they had quite a bunch done. They were still working on the tunnel system, and the big conference room. But otherwise they were pretty much done. I was very impressed, and ready to start using it. I was going to wait until they finished the tunnel, which they were telling me that by the end of next week they should be through. But, there was still the pouring of a lot of cement to stabilize the walls, the pouring of floors, and then the clearing out of all the dust, and the air filtration system installed. They were saying another two weeks, and maybe they would be done, but told me the cement would need to sit for thirty days to cure.

We went back upstairs, and the men from doing the sweep of Bella's warehouse were back. They told me there was no one on the premises, and they locked it up tight. There was also some men over there cleaning up the garage, and disposing of the bodies. Garrett's was on the way to the funeral home.

My phone rings, and it's David, Giulio, and some more of my men had just arrived with the prisoners. They had reached the warehouse, and wanted to know what to do with them. I told them to tie them to chairs, rafters, anything until we got there. I called over to the place Paul was staying, and asked to speak to him.

"Paul, how do you feel about helping with interrogations? This is some men that work for the Calabrese family. They killed a bunch of my men down south, and we got us a few to you feel like helping out?"

Yes, he was very much into helping. He wanted his revenge, and I didn't blame him. He got up saying he'd grab a quick shower, get dressed, and be on his way. We hung up, and everyone looked at me for direction.

"Let's head out men, and see what we can find out."

I headed towards the media room to let Bella know we were leaving, and to stay here. I was leaving Ant, Felix, and Alec to guard them with their lives if necessary. I pulled her over to my lap, and was telling her I would be back as soon as I could. Bella was not to leave this place, and not to let anyone inside.

I kissed her a few more times, got up, and headed out the door. Ant, Alec, and Felix went around locking things up tight. Eric was still in the surveillance room, and Angela and Bella were in the media room.

We climbed into one of my cars, and headed towards the warehouse. Everyone was on their way. Now, let's see what kind of information we can get out of them.

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Alright, we're going to end this here, and the next chapter is coming with a warning. There is going to be a lot of blood shed in their interrogation for information.

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