My eyes widened and I sat in the vacant chair at the table across from the blonde. "What? What is it?" I asked hastily. "You obviously know my father is missing. What happened to him?"
Jacuzzi bit his lip and little tears pooled at the corners of his eyes. "June, do you know what your father does?" he asked sitting next to me back in his chair.
"Yeah, he's a door-to-door salesman." I said leaning back in my chair.
"Not quite," Jacuzzi started. "Ya see, he was a bootlegger. Like us." he said. "And we made a couple of families unhappy in short."
"Did someone kill him?" I asked, fear apparent in my voice.
"Well, we don't think so. We're actually trying to figure out ourselves where he is now. We've narrowed it down to two families. The first being the Russo family. We robbed 18 of their places, so there is actually a bounty on my head. To be honest if they got your pops then there's no way that he's alive." He said quickly as if it would soften the blow. "But I don't think the Russo's have him," he continued. "I think that the Gandor's have him."
"And why are you so sure that it's the Gandor's and not the Russo's?" I asked.
"Well ya see, ever since all of us have gotten back to New York from a little trip we were on, your father joined us again. And once we got back when I recovered fully from a couple of injuries I sustained on the trip, we actually managed to rob a couple of the Gandor's speakeasies. The problem is that they have a lot more muscle and are a lot more prone to do something about us," Jacuzzi finished.
I pulled my knees toward my chest and wrapped my arms around them, not knowing what the next move could possibly be.
"Well where could I find the Gandor's?" I asked.
"They mainly reside under a jazz hall, that's where their main hideout is anyways." The blonde said.
"Oh yeah, I never mentioned, this is Nice," He said smiling at the blonde.
"I wish I could say it was nice to meet you," I muttered just giving her a quick glance.
She shrugged empathetically and pursed her lips, "I understand, you're not in the best of circumstances right now."
"So what can I do? Where is that jazz hall? Can I just get in?" I asked frantically.
"Now just hold on a second," Nice said as she put her hands up. She placed one on my shoulder and my breathing slowed down. "You can't just go barging into the Gandor's place. Besides, they can't know you're Marcus' daughter. He kept it very quiet to keep you safe. If they, or the Russo's find out that you're his daughter then they could very well try and use that against him." She finished.
Jacuzzi stood and took a couple steps towards my chair. He kneeled down next to me and looked me in the eye. "We'll find your father, I promise." He said quietly.