Chapter 11: The Envelope
The sentinel parked near the curb, Felix and Richie exited the car. They walked inside Richie's bakery. Richie's sister Rosabella was already inside buying her daily order of cannolis.
"Hey sis, how you doing?" Richie said as he hugged his sister.
"I'm doing really good Richie. I've been working on my weight lately but I still can't get enough of these cannolis." Rosabella replied.
Rosabella had a major weight problem that she had been trying to take care of for a while. Lorenzo and Felix began chatting while they drank some coffee and Richie went into his office. He pulled a phone book out of his desk and opened it up. Inside the phone book was an envelope filled with hundred dollar bills. Richie tucked the envelope away in his tan jacket. Outside his office, Richie could over hear Lorenzo and Felix joking around.
"Look at Rosabella, damn she looks more like a blimp everyday." Felix said with a laugh.
"You better watch your mouth." Lorenzo replied.
Richie heard this and walked out of his office with the phone book in his hands. He walked up to Felix, and stared him right in the eye.
"Having fun?" Richie questioned.
"Yeah Rich, why?" Felix answered.
Richie swung the phone book with both hands and smacked it into Felix's face. Felix fell back onto a table and Richie continued beating Felix with the phone book. After each hit, Felix started bleeding more and more. Finally Felix passed out after the severe beating.
"Next time I'll cut your fcking balls off you fcking ccksucker." Richie said calmly. He turned to Lorenzo, "Get him out of here and clean up this blood."
"Ok skip." Lorenzo replied.
Richie left the bakery and climbed in his sentinel. He started it up and drove to the dock in Callahan point. A van was already there parked. Sergio and Dickie were waiting there, and they had two guys tied up with them. The two mysterious tied up guys were on their knees with black bags on their heads. Richie parked his car and got out. He pulled a 9mm from his jacket and loaded a clip inside.
"Is that them?" Richie asked Dickie.
"Yeah, the ccksuckers were hiding in Heburn Heights." Dickie replied.
Sergio pulled the black bags off the two tied up guys and revealed Cristian Tismonte and Tommy Dellito.
"Oh look who it is, our friends from Patrizio's Bistro." Richie said mockingly.
"Oh fck, come on please don't kill us. We had nothing to do with it." Cristian begged.
"Kill? Who said anything about killing? We just want to talk with you." Richie replied coolly.
"Please we didn't do anything I swear, please." Cristian said continuing to beg for his life.
Then Cristian began to piss himself.
"Whoa this prick is pissing all over himself!" Dickie yelled.
"You shouldn't have killed Al and shot at us. Al was a friend of mine since we were in high school and you just murdered him in cold blood." Richie stated calmly.
He cocked his 9mm and blasted three shots into Cristian's chest. Cristian fell back and quickly died as blood poured from his abdomen. Tommy squirmed around trying to scream through the duck tape over his mouth. Richie took aim at Tommy and fired a bullet into Tommy's chest. Tommy's eyes widen and he started to fall down on the ground. Richie fired two more shots into Tommy's head to finish the job. He cleaned the finger prints off his gun with a white cloth and tossed it into the ocean. Richie handed the envelope full of money that was in his tan jacket, to Dickie.
"Good job guys, there is a little something in there for both of you." Richie said as he handed it over.