Disclaimer: I own nothing except everything unknown.
How is it that even when it looks like things are going really bad they get worse? That was the question of the day for me. Everything appeared to be getting worse by the hour, including the headache I was starting to get. My encounter with Manny Ruiz was unpleasant and yet I knew there was another motive behind why he even said one word to me. And that motive reared it's ugly head the following day, when upon my waking up I found the living room to the "safe house" ransacked. This then again involved everybody packing up, yet again and moving to the opposite side of town to another safe house. My friends were beginning to become PO'd at me.
I was even starting to get pissed off at Sonny and the whole damn five families because whatever happened at the meeting definitely had no affect on the men. That just meant it was time to play dirty. I had called Sonny and told him things were about to go down, and it wasn't going to be very pretty. He had said that he would have Max (the best guard) watch the house while I took care of the business and that he would be there with Jason if I needed help. He also knew that probably wasn't going to be likely but he was always where you needed him no matter what happened.
Four hours later I was dressed in a pair of low slug black pants, a v-neck blue halter-top, open toed stilettos, and my .45 poking into my back. I was off to a surprise five families meeting, taking matters into my own hands.
With every step I took the louder the clicking of my heels became to the five men sitting alone in the empty warehouse, waiting and yet knowing that what was about to happen was not a real surprise. See when a Corinthos calls a five families meeting out of the blue they all know it's never a good thing.
"Boys." I said as I walked into the empty room, hands on my hips and my head held high.
"Josephina. What the hell is the meeting about we already got a visit from your brother, so why are we being called back for another one with you?" Escabor asked as all five men stood up to show their respect for my presence, that and I was a lady.
"Well. Now when I woke up this morning boy wasn't I surprise to find the safe house I was staying with friends trashed. And not by them. Then I learn that somebody here has been backing Manny Ruiz for the past four months, and that is when it all started to hit the fan. So y'all are going to listen and listen good. If I find out that it was indeed Manny that trashed my house and safety ness of my friends so help me god the one backing him will be paying with his life. Or that of their loved ones." I said as paced around the table and around the five men sitting there facing me.
"Who is the backer and how did you find out?" Phoenix asked as I started to laugh.
"What are we fifth graders, you all know who the backer is and how I found out remember who you are talking to? But if you honestly don't know then I suggest you figure it because it will get ugly the minute one of you slips and says too much. Something you are all famous for doing so easily. So I suggest that the one who is backing figure out a way to tame to the lone tattooed dog and pay me for the damages he caused. Because things are going to get dirty rather quickly if I don't have a name here and now." I said as I pulled the 45 from my back and pointed it at the ceiling. Four shoots rang out and the five men dove for the floor. "Just making sure you get the warning loud and clear." I said as I put the gun back and turned on my heel and walked out the door. They were not done with Joey Corinthos yet and it was going to be a long time before they got rid of me.
As I walked out of the warehouse I found Jason and Sonny standing there waiting for me with smiles on their faces.
"You okay? We heard the gun fire." Jason asked as he turned me around to make sure I was spilling blood everywhere.
"Just fine. I was just spelling out the warning. Now I need to go home and take a shower to get rid of the smell." I said as I smiled at Sonny and walked over to the waiting limo and climbed in. My day was looking better already and it was only noontime. For me shooting a gun, whether at somebody or at a target, always relaxed me. And as weird as that sounds I needed to be relaxed for what was about to go down. Information I was not about to tell even Sonny or Jason, nor the five families, I was taking down Manny Ruiz and I was doing it tonight; by myself.