The Assassin (The Spitfire Book 3)

by Jordan Silver

  I left them both sitting there with their memories and went to check on her; she was sound asleep, curled up around my pillow. Toeing off my shoes I climbed in behind her and drew her tight against me. Feeling the warmth of her body I inhaled her amazing scent.

  "I'll find him for you mouth, I'll get you his fucking head."

  I'm not sure if she heard me or not, but I'd be damned if her body didn't relax against mine.

  Chapter 17

  Whether she heard me in her sleep or not was still left to be seen but she was sure acting differently. She'd awakened from her drug-induced slumber like nothing happened. I kept watching and waiting for some sort of relapse but she was like a woman with a plan. Suddenly she was into wedding plans and babies; she was like a whirlwind all of a sudden with enough energy to keep me hopping. It was so astounding that I put her guards on high alert because who knows what the fuck she could get up to.

  I had to leave her for a little while to go see about business but I didn't plan to be gone long; I'd used my phone and my extensive network of contacts to do some digging into her shit, first things first. I'd decided to put my shit on ice for the next little while, this shit that was fucking with her head was way more important than some congressman that was holding out for more.

  Her father and uncle had given me all the latest info they had on the guy who'd done her mother but from what they told me he seemed to always be one step ahead of them, maybe that's because he knew to look for them, because he had to know that the mark they had on his head was for life, there was no pardon. I got a general description and a name and that was all I needed; I'll do the rest myself.

  "Mouth what the fuck?"

  "What?"

  "What's all this?"

  I'd left her alone; well not alone Alec and Zane were in the house somewhere, but I'd gone out to see about some shit that needed taking care of today, Intel had come in that might've been helpful. That was a surprise since apparently Rossi had been after this guy all these years and hadn't heard a peep and yet I was getting hits right off the bat. I couldn't have been gone more than two hours since I'd made it a point not to be gone from her for too long but I came back to a kitchen full of pies and other shit. I didn't even know she could do this shit.

  I was looking at her a little warily I'm sure, I mean other men might be excited by this shit, me I was scared like a motherfucker, either that shit dad gave her was jacked or something had twisted in her head.

  "It's cakes and pies and cookies." Just then the guys came into the kitchen, I could tell they'd been eating whatever the fuck she'd been baking because they had empty dishes and big ass grins on their faces. I checked them over to make sure my little spitfire hadn't pulled a fast one and slipped them something because sure as shit something was going on here or I'd woken up in the fucking twilight zone.

  "You back to making me crazy again aren't you?"

  "Boss, the Mouth can cook, just saying." Alec was still chewing.

  They were looking over the rest of the shit she had spread out all over the counters and the island in the kitchen. How the fuck long was I gone anyway.

  "What smells so good in here; damn Tony look at this shit."

  My two sisters in law came in behind me and joined the other two at the trough, was I the only one that saw something wrong with this picture? They were all acting like this shit was normal. I snagged her around the waist and took her out of the room; cornering her against the wall in the hallway I had to first steal a kiss before interrogating her. She had flour on her nose, this shit was beyond scary.

  "What are you up to baby girl?"

  I couldn't go hard, I had to remember that just a few short hours ago she'd been sick, I wasn't too sure exactly where she was in her head, she hadn't even mentioned anything about her episode its almost as if she didn't remember or she just put it out of her head; I'm not sure which I preferred.

  "Nothing, I'm in the mood to bake, I haven't done it since I moved here." She climbed to her toes and kissed me; what was I to do? I kissed her back, her explanation sounded good to me and if that shit made her happy then so be it.

  My phone buzzed on my hip and I pulled it off while still sucking her face, my girl was in a mood, I might have to get rid of the guys.

  I pulled away long enough to answer the phone but she started in on my ears.

  "Flanagan."

  "You offed the congressman? I thought we were going to handle it?"

  "Poppy?"

  I just looked at her, the sneak, I don't know how she fucking did it but I knew she did.

  "Yeah, thing is this isn't your usual but we'll deal, not to worry tell the boys we've got clean up since they seem to have their heads up their ass, how many times I told you never leave anything behind?"

  "Sorry about that poppy it won't happen again." I kept my eyes on hers; she was looking at me just a little warily now, biting into that lip of hers. I hung up the phone and just looked at her.

  "What am I gonna do with you huh?"

  "What?" She gave me the big wide eyes like she was innocent and shit.

  "How'd you get out without them knowing?"

  She didn't answer me so I used my arms that were wrapped around her to shake her a little.

  "Answer me baby, how'd you do it, I'm not mad at you I just wanna know."

  "Nope, if I tell you you'd know my secrets and what if I have to do it again?"

  "Mouth I'll kick your ass, I'm not fucking around."

  "The wedding's in a few weeks we don't need to have any loose strings, we're supposed to be starting over fresh for the baby which means we have to get all this shit done in a short time."

  "How did you do it?"

  "Seriously it doesn't take that long to kill somebody it's not like I went there to have a conversation with him or anything Charlie Luciano." I rolled my eyes at that, was she implying that that's what I did?

  "How'd you know where to find him?"

  "Google earth."

  "Goo...fuck me sideways who else is on your hit list this week Aileen Wuornos?"

  "Stop being so dramatic, he had to be dealt with and now it's done, one less thing for you to have to deal with, now I have to get my key lime pie out the oven before it burns."

  I'm gonna fucking wring her damn neck, she's too fucking much, what the fuck?

  I left her and went to the kitchen.

  "I thought I told you fucks not to let her out of your sight?" They were both stuffing their faces again while Mikey and Tony were digging into what looked like chocolate pie.

  "We didn't, she was in here the whole time." Zane looked back and forth between us puzzled.

  "Well except for when she took her bath and asked us to watch the pies that they don't burn and put the others in." Alec piped in, poor sod; I could see how they would fall for that; they couldn't very well follow her in there unless they wanted me to plug their asses and she knows that too the sneak.

  "Am I paying you to be a fucking cook?"

  "Don't take it out on them it's not their fault."

  "Yeah, well you just cost them their jobs."

  "Wha...you can't, Shane don't do that." She looked back and forth between me and them; uh huh, I've got you now, found your weak spot.

  I left the kitchen like I was really mad, I'd given the guys the look to let them know I was playing her, I couldn't very well fault them for this, she gets the drop on me too; it seems there's no way to contain the murderous little deviant.

  She followed me out of the kitchen pleading with me not to fire the boys, I could tell that this was going to be my life, I could tell her to quit this shit a million times I could threaten I could lock her ass up somewhere, she'd still find a way. There was only one thing to do.

  "Get packed, we're going to Chicago."

  She stopped short; "You're kicking me out, you can't kick me out...."

  I rolled my eyes again, since when had I picked up her annoying habit?

  "I said we Mouth, now get your shit to
gether; I know where Tommy the knife is." I said it fast in hopes that the blow wouldn't be too harsh but she still stumbled at the name. I looked back and took her hand pulling her along behind me.

  "That's where I was this morning when I left you, I don't know how you missed him he's been in Wisconsin of all places all this time, not too close and not too far; he's still working for the mob...."

  "You sure it's him?"

  "I'm sure baby."

  "But you were only gone for a few hours how could you find out so quickly?" She was crying again so I pulled her in and kissed her.

  "Trust me, I know how important this is to you, I wouldn't fuck up, it's him. Now we can do this now or we can wait until after the wedding, your choice."

  "Let's do it now so we can start fresh after the wedding, I want it all done and buried so we can move on; but, what the hell are we gonna do with ourselves now?"

  "We'll figure it out, there has to be more to life than killing and shit."

  "This going legit shit is the pits."

  Who knew it would be harder for her than I?

  THE END

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  Excerpt from Book 4 of The Spitfire Series The Family

  Chicago isn't just windy, it's...something; there's an underlying tone of something very off about this place. Maybe it's the mobster in me or maybe it's because I know the history of the place so well, but I felt stifled here, couldn't wait to get the fuck out.

  "We're in and out, I have everything in place for us so it should be a clean run."

  "Flanagan you've said the same thing like fifteen times since we got on the jet, I'm about ready to stuff a sock in your craw."

  She's a little nasty this morning, she had her first bout of morning sickness and what a delight that was. Somehow when a strong woman became ill it had more of an impact, of course it could also have to do with the fact that I tried to leave her ass behind after she'd been so sick. You'd think I'd slapped the shit out of her the way she reacted.

  "Hey yenta one and two you two think you could maybe keep up here, this is not a sightseeing expedition."

  "Sure bro, the girls gave us a list."

  "What the fuck Anthony, a list of what?"

  These fucks were trying to make me crazy, first I had to bring them because heaven forbid I should go anywhere on the map without their presence, then I had to bring the twins because they were Mouth's shadow from now on heaven help them. I've never heard so much muttering and complaining from two grown men in my life.

  The six of us had taken my Lear jet to Chi town early this morning; we'd be holed up at a secret location chosen by her old man, not their mansion of course, we didn't want the fuckers to know we were on their turf, not until it was too late anyway. Mouth was chomping at the bit to get shit done, there was no use cautioning her or telling her to take it easy; in one ear and out the other.

  "We're not fucking shopping you ass, are you kidding me what the fuck?" Okay I'm still a little raw after watching my girl be sick, I had no idea morning sickness was like that. She was damn near rolling around on the floor in pain. Of course I got the blame for that as soon as she was coherent again.

  I could see why Alphonso had called my place a dump, if this was just a little get away spot then I'd hate to see where she'd lived before; not that my place was anything to sneeze at, but the Rossis were into some serious shit. The place was like something out of an old Roman flick or some shit, marble and gold, and her room was fucking huge.

  "You spend a lotta time here Mouth?"

  "When I was younger yeah, dad built it as sort of a getaway for me but I haven't been since I was like sixteen, why?"

  I looked at her, fuck I'm gonna have to up my game, probably have to gut the house or some shit, or maybe level it and start from scratch.

  "What're you thinking mob boy?"

  "I might need to rebuild the house or some shit."

  "You're an ass."

  She just rolled her eyes and headed for the bathroom.

  "Please don't do that throwing up thing again Mouth, I can't deal with that shit twice in one day."

  She peaked around the door with a scowl.

  "Are you bent, you can't deal with it? I'm the one up chucking you moron, this was your bright idea remember?"

  Oh yeah that had been her argument this morning after her first bout of torture; my manhood had come into question among other things. I was just happy that whatever the fuck breakdown she'd had was out of the way though I still watched her to make sure she was okay. She was looking forward to ending the fucker that had ended her mother; somehow I didn't think shit would stop there, not with her murdering ass. I was afraid there was always gonna be someone else that got on her bad side and ended up on the wrong end of her bow and arrow.

  I'd had a hell of a time getting her to leave that shit home but then she'd given in, a little too easily if you ask me but I'm not complaining.

  I heard a lot of rummaging around and it sounded like she was tearing down the walls or some fuck.

  "Mouth what the fuck?" I stepped into the bathroom in time to see her closing up a portion of the wall. There was a large black bag sitting at her feet, the shit looked heavy.

  She bent to pick it up and I stopped her, taking it from her hand.

  "Fuck Mouth what you got in here a body? And why the fuck you lifting this heavy shit? Ma said you're not supposed to remember?"

  "It's not that heavy; tell me Don Luigi, you plan on being this annoying through this whole thing because if you are I'm moving in with Pia when we get back."

  "Whatever."

  By this time we'd reached the bed where I deposited the bag; she opened it and my mouth fell open.

  "I thought you said you hadn't been here since you were sixteen?"

  "Yeah so, and?"

  "What the fuck Mouth, that's an arsenal in there, what sixteen year old girl stashes an arsenal?" Oh man I am so fucked, I'm gonna be cleaning up bodies for the rest of my life messing with this one.

  "You do remember who my father is right? What, you thought I should leave my safety up to someone else? No way, I used to listen in on dad's conversations, I knew we could never really trust anyone except each other so I didn't trust anyone."

  "What do you mean listen in on his conversations?"

  "Sneak, once I wire tapped him but then I thought if the Feds ever got ahold of my stash he'd be gone forever so I stopped. What the hell's wrong with you mob boy?"

  I had to sit down because my head had started pounding, fuck my life she's the female me.

  "Mouth swear to me right here and now on our children that after this hit you're done."

  "Thou shalt not swear."

 

 

 
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