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Chapter 10:
Somewhere in Manhattan, New York City
1025 Hours
Jameson drove off for Manhattan, he stopped at a payphone. He made one quick phone call as he nodded very quickly. He made a quick note of it down on his phone, "Meeting at the Warehouse, in Kensington, Brooklyn, 2 hours."
Jameson then drove off in his car as he headed for Brooklyn. He pulled up outside the warehouse and waited patiently for everyone to show up."
At precisely 1225 hours, Jameson stepped into the warehouse, behind him, the Capelli men, the Chief of Special Operations Donarelli followed behind. Everyone sat down at the briefing table as Jameson began.
"Many of you know John Harper. A foot-soldier in the Lucchese Crime Family, instead he wasn't a member, he was an informant for the FBI, he worked for a corrupt unit lead by Kurt Heller." Jameson explained.
Joe I was shocked before saying, "We never knew he was corrupt. Only heard rumours about a group that had been ripping off drug cartels."
"Harper asked me to provide security for him so that he could pretend to make an exchange with a mob family from Philadelphia. The exchange was a setup, FBI sniper killed Harper and mob boss from high vantage point. Alison DiLaurentis was held hostage, she had info on a dirty NYPD detective that had ripped off cartels to line their own pockets." Jameson continued.
John Capelli stepped forward before saying, "This was my case, Alison was my top witness, she was prepared to send that detective down the river. But her location was compromised and it led to her captured until Giuseppe and Jameson and the Donarelli brothers rescued her from a fate worse than death."
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"Christ, I never knew. The girl, is she okay?" Chief Donarelli asked. Jameson nodded, "She's safe and sound. Protected by your boys, day and night. We're not lettin' anythin' happen to her."
John nodded as he said, "What's the plan on how to get her to New York?"
"As soon we feel like it, we'll skip that town and try to get to the city. But we need your help, all of you." Jameson answered.
"We never leave our own behind. Marines never leave their own behind." Joe II replied.
Marco nodded, "Never leave a brother behind. That's the only thin' I have to say."
Salvatore nodded, "None of us woulda made it if not for you. That's a debt worth paying."
"Honor amongst Marines, am I right?" Joe III asked. Jameson nodded, "Yes you are, brother Joe."
Antonio smirked, "If it means we hit these corrupt bastards, I'm all in."
John nodded, "I'm gonna be payin' a large debt forever, count me in."
Jameson smiled, he felt honoured that the loyalty his veteran brothers had all shown him was not misplaced. He then said, "When you hear the signal, Mike-3. Hurry as fast as you can."
Everyone smiled, Joe I then said, "This meeting is adjourned. Go about our day as always, when you decide to come back to the city. Give us enough warnin' to ready up!"
Jameson nodded as everyone soon left the warehouse.
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Jameson exited the warehouse as soon as the Capelli family and the Chief of Special Ops left. He then headed out and drove back to Staten Island to his home. He walked in the door as he said, "Where's Spencer?"
"Natalia's room, they're tryin' on multiple dresses." Lena replied. Jameson nodded, "Whatever she wears, she always looks beautiful."
Lena smiled as she laughed a little before saying, "It's good to see you smile, big brother." "You really think I deserve this?" Jameson asked.
"Happiness was always what you wanted. When I saw you and Spencer together; it was like she was your noblewoman. Your equal, she values loyalty like you." Lena replied.
Jameson chuckled as he heard Natalia's door open, he saw Spencer appear and she was dressed in a red classic swing skirt dress, her brunette hair was styled with a parting on the side, she wore a pair of black heeled shoes.
Jameson stood to his best as he folded his hands behind his back before saying, "Miss Hastings. You look… beautiful."
"I kinda look ridiculous." Spencer blushed. Jameson smiled, "I would never think that of you."
Jameson held his hand out as he said, "Shall we?"
"We shall." Spencer took his hand as they walked to his car, he opened the door for her, being the perfect gentleman.
He walked to the driver's side and got in. The car started as they drove off, they headed for Manhattan as they drove to Carmine's Restaurant in the Upper West Side.
They parked outside and walked into the restaurant together.
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Jameson and Spencer were shown to a 2-person table as the waitress asked, "Would you like any drinks at all?"
Spencer shared a look, "Can we have 2 glasses of red wine please." "Certainly madam." The waitress replied.
Jameson then said, "I'm impressed." "It is a date, not to mention that Italians always have wine with food." Spencer said.
Jameson laughed, "That is a rumour, I've heard."
The pair were given a glass of red wine each as Jameson ordered a Linguine with salad, garlic and oil. Spencer ordered the same thing as she said, "Linguine. I assume you've learned how to cook this specific meal."
"Me and my brother were taught by our grandparents to cook at the age of 13, we had to cook in order to impress a girl. Lena had a natural talent for cooking through our mother. Natalia, she learned from our grandparents and our mother." Jameson explained.
The pair chatted through their lunch about their upbringings. The more they learned about each other, the more they were falling for each other.
After they had eaten, Spencer went for her purse as Jameson said, "Allow me." "Are you sure?"
"Lunch is on me, plus… this is my treat." Jameson said. Spencer smiled, "So old-fashioned. Okay, I'll let you pay."
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Swing 46 Jazz Club, 46th Street
1455 Hours
The pair exited the restaurant after paying the bill, they then drove off heading for the Swing 46 Jazz Club on 46th Street.
The pair entered the club as the sound of smooth jazz got louder. The pair heard the final bit of the song that was being sung.
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"To Russia I flew but there and then
I suddenly knew you'd care again
My running around is through
I fly to you from Russia with love."
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The pair entered the dance floor as Jameson put one hand on Spencer's hand, he then moved his other hand down to her back as the pair danced closely together, Spencer then mouthed the words of the next song.
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"Day by day
I'm falling more in love with you
And day by day
My love seems to grow
There isn't any end to my devotion
It's deeper, dear, by far
Than any ocean
I find that day by day
You're making all my dreams come true
Come what may
I want you to know
I'm yours alone
And I'm in love to stay
As we go through the years
Day by day
I find that day by day
You're making all my dreams come true
So come…"
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By the end of the song, Jameson kissed Spencer on the lips as she ran her fingertips across Jameson's hair.
Jameson then moves his lips close to Spencer's ear as he whispers, "I love you, Spencer Hastings."
"I love you too, Jameson Bacciarelli." Spencer whispers.
They continue dancing for 2 hours, just as they're about to leave the dance club, Jameson gets a text on his phone, he looks at it and his eyes widen in alarm.
"Have you spoken to your friends? I'm sure they're wonderin' where you are. -A."
Spencer looks at Jameson as she asks, "Jameson, is somethin' wrong?" "We've gotta go."
"Woah, slow down, what's goin' on?" Spencer asked. Jameson shows her his phone as Spencer reads it. Her eyes widen as well as she says, "We've gotta head back! They could be in trouble."
"Let's go, we gotta go!" Jameson said, Jameson took off his waistcoat and jacket putting them in the trunk, he then gets in the driver's seat and they drive off for Rosewood, PA.
Once they cross into Rosewood, they head directly for Spencer's household. Jameson gets out of the car and picks up his blanket covered M16A4 putting it in the back seat.
Jameson hears the gunshots of an assault rifle just as Spencer arrives with a suitcase as she says, "What's that?"
"Assault rifles. M4's, maybe an MP5. Don't hear shotguns!" Jameson muttered.
Spencer then says, "What do we do?" "Only one thin' we can do…" Jameson said, he then took a breath as he said, "We gotta get to Alison and the others. Get out of town, too, here take the wheel, I'll take shotgun."
Spencer nods, "Let's go, come on." The pair got into the car, Jameson unravelled his blanket and pulled the M16 out, he pulled the charging handle back on his Assault Rifle, he then spoke in Polish and said, "Zdrowaś Mario, łaski pełna, Pan jest z tobą. Zdrowaś Mario, łaski pełna, Pan jest z tobą."
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English to Polish Translation:
Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee. Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee. - Zdrowaś Mario, łaski pełna, Pan jest z tobą. Zdrowaś Mario, łaski pełna, Pan jest z tobą.
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