Chapter 3
"Michael! It was the god damn Cuneo's!" Johnny yells as he bust through the front door of the compound.
"What are you talking about? The Cuneo's did what?" Michael asks trying to make sense of the situation.
"They killed pop! They fing killed pop!" Johnny says as his eyes fill with tears.
"The new Don of the Cuneo's is Alberto Cuneo. Godson and nephew of the former underboss Marco Cuneo." Tom says interrupting Michael and Johnny. "He's in charge. Try to get to him."
"If you need any help, we're here for you Johnny." Michael says.
"I'll take that offer." Johnny says as he fixes his suit. "Where's he live Tom?"
"Here, I'll write some directions down." Tom says as he grabs a pen and a piece of paper.
"Take some men." Michael says.
"Won't need them. I am the world famous Jonathan Soriano after all." Johnny says as he shadow boxes.
Tom Hagen hands Johnny the directions and Michael embraces Johnny.
"Stay on your toes." Michael says as he kisses both of Johnny's cheeks.
Johnny laughs and heads out the front door of the compound. Al Neri is waiting outside.
"Johnny, take this. It's the least I can do" Al says as he hands Johnny a .45.
Johnny pauses and puts a hand on Al's shoulder. He takes the gun and smiles at Al as he gets into his car. Johnny throws a semi-wave as he leaves the compound.
Driving down the highway towards Hells Kitchen he starts thinking about everything. Thinking about how he's going after Don Cuneo. How his father is dead. How he's involved with Michael Corleone. The whole drive he reflects back on everything that has happened in the past 24 hours. He plans on making everything better.
He arrives at the Cuneo Compound at around 7:00pm. It's getting dark. He pulls around the driveway and parks his car next to a black limo.
"Where the hell is everyone?" Johnny says to himself.
Johnny walks over to the main house and rings the doorbell. No one answers. He rings it again. Still no answer. He looks around outside for some sign of life. Nothing. All the lights in the house are off.
"Are they home?" Johnny asks himself. "There should at least be a guard or two."
He goes back to his car and tries to figure out if he should leave or not. 15 minutes pass, still no one. He starts his car and pulls out of the parking spot. He starts driving towards the gate and notices someone walking around outside of the compound. Johnny slows down and at the same time turns his lights on. As he does that the gate slams shut and all the flood lights come on blinding Johnny. He can't see but he hears footsteps. Judging from the amount of footsteps Johnny figures about 6-7 men. Still somewhat blinded he reaches across the passenger seat to the glove box to get the gun. As he touches the glove box the passenger door is ripped open and a hand grabs his arm. All of sudden he feels something hit him in the back of the head. Everything goes from a somewhat blurry blindness to complete darkness.