Chapter Book One :- Part Eight
Gaetano followed the lady in a black pencil skirt and a cream long sleeved shirt.
His black long coat sat perfectly on his black suit and his hands lost in his coat pockets.
Marcos had the same look like coat on and a serious cold look on his face while he looked around the place.
Gianni heard agreed to join them since he hadn't left Russia yet. They walked in to the casino and he looked around.
He liked the idea and way of arrangement the Russians had.
Vasiliev placed the cards on the table as a girl whispered in his ear. He looked up towards Gaetano Marcos and Gianni Di Martino.
A smirk crept to his face. He couldn't believe that Gaetano had honoured there proposal.
He turned to Alexeev who shook his head in understanding before looking up.
Marcos found the place intimidating and neither were his trust veins working that moment.
"Gaetano Di Martino" Vasiliev said. His thick Russian accent not skipped as he shook his hand with Gaetano.
"I got less time here Vasiliev let's get straight to business" He replied looking around the place in caution.
"Then come with me " Vasiliev said before walking through another door in the corner of the room. Eric looked around then back at Marcos before they all stepped in to the room.
It wasn't as small as they thought. They sat on the other side of the table facing Alexeev and Vasiliev.
A few drinks were murmured and served before silence fell again. Gaetano leaned back in the chair not even touching any drinks bought in fact all of the three men didn't touch their drinks.
That was there code. Never touch anything in the enemies territory.
"I don't think we have enough time to admire each other's dress code " Marcos broke the silence earning a glare from Gianni and Gaetano.
Gianni shook his head before looking back at the Russians.
Gaetano wondered if Marcos will ever use the right words in the. Right place.
"We want some of your supply in seeds?" Alexeev said.
"And how much in quantity are we talking about" Gaetano asked.
"Enough to fit on four acre's of land" Vasiliev spoke up.
"Is the land tasted, I don't want you blaming your failure on my supply."
Alexeev handed him a file of papers and Marcos grabbed them. Taking a look he nodded and handed them over to Gianni
"7 million" Gaetano concluded and Alexeev looked over at Vasiliev in shock. That meant there entire existence.
"Will do it" Alexeev said and Vasiliev looked at him wondering if he was in his right mind.
Plans on the exchange were made and Gaetano with his men walked out to there car.
As they sat in Marcos started to drive back to the hotel they heard booked for there short stay.
"I can't.." Marco's words were cut short by Gianni placing a palm on his lips. He removed his palm slowly and shushed him.
He typed some thing on his phone and sent it to Gaetano who sat calmly in the back seat..
Gianni showed Marcos who read "I think were being tapped" and nodded.
He knew the car wasn't safe to talk about the matters at hand.
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Vasiliev fumed in anger throwing a vase on the wall with so much force.
"What were you thinking?" He spoke in Russian as Alexeev sat back in the cushion of there home calmly
"How could you even relax? " He roared more and Alexeev glared at him. "Sometimes I wonder if you have the brain" Aleexev's words got him more curious and angry.
He sat on the floor and uttered for him to continue.
"It's simple, we get the money from the bank but we don't let them get out of the country with it. We hit two birds with one stone. We will remain with the goods and the money" It was the best plan Vasiliev had ever heard. Gaetano sat in the certain restaurant with Marco's and Gianni
"When will Andrea and the crew arrive?" Gaetano asked and Gianni looked at him away from his phone.
"There already in the country" he replied. " Don't you think these Russians are playing with us"
"Then we have to always be ready for war.. We are not getting down under there feet without a fight" Marcos replied..
After the little chit chat they drove back to there hotel to retire for the night.
Gaetano stepped out of the car with Marcos and Gianni. A few of their men came riding in van that held the goods.
Marcos moved over with Gianni to check the bullion Van that Vasiliev heard come with.
In a few count he looked over at his boss and nodded.
"We meet again Russians" Gaetano said shaking there hands before getting back in his car while Gianni decided to drive the bullion van with a few other men.
They joined the road and Geatano texted one of the men that were driving at the front with Gianni to call for another jet that will transport the Money
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Marcos looked over in rear view mirror before looking back at the road "shit, we're being followed" Just as the words heard left his mouth the shooting started making Gaetano grab his gun and ordering all of them to stop the cars through his ear piece.
He got out of the car and bullets started flying. "Get down" Marcos yelled at the passengers and few cars around.
Vasiliev and Alexeev heard planned well and they heard sent enough but Gaetano wasn't stupid.
He grabbed his second gun as Gianni got out of the van too with both his guns.
The shooting continued for like thirty minutes freezing and creating traffic on the roads of Russia
"Boss 39 down" one of the Russians said. Gaetano loved the way he was back into action. Sincerely he missed some action in one of these days.
A bullet hit him on his right bicep but that never stopped him from continuing the game
"5 more down.."
"Retreat.. Now" there boss roared and they started taking off on there's bikes and cars being followed by a few bullets.
Gaetano turned around and looked back at his men.. " Are we all clear" he asked as he sat back in the car and placed his guns next to him.
"four are hurt boss but we're good to go" Gianni replied through the ear piece getting back in the van.
Police sirens could be heard in a distance.
"Then move.. We can't wait for there next plan" He ordered and the cars started moving.
Removing his suit jacket he unbuttoned his white dress shirt and tore it into pieces then tied it over to the part were the bullet hit trying to control the floor of blood as Marcos looked over at him. "Can you handle that?" he asked and Gaetano smirked
"If I can handle you then yes" he replied and got his suit jacket on then leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes.