Sal Gabrini: His House of Cards
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Authors: Mallory Monroe
SAL
GABRINI
HIS
HOUSE OF CARDS
By
MALLORY
MONROE
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THERE WAS A RUTHLESS MAN
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BIG DADDY SINATRA 2
IF I CAN’T HAVE YOU
BOOK TWO
BIG DADDY SINATRA 3
THE BEST OF MY LOVE
BRENT SINATRA
ALL OF ME
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MICK SINATRA
FOR ONCE IN MY LIFE
BOOK ONE
MICK SINATRA
LOVE, LIES, AND JERICHO
BOOK TWO
THE PRESIDENT’S GIRLFRIEND
SERIES IN ORDER:
THE PRESIDENT’S GIRLFRIEND
THE PRESIDENT’S GIRLFRIEND 2:
HIS WOMEN AND HIS WIFE
DUTCH AND GINA:
A SCANDAL IS BORN
DUTCH AND GINA:
AFTER THE FALL
DUTCH AND GINA:
THE POWER OF LOVE
DUTCH AND GINA:
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DUTCH AND GINA:
WHAT HE DID FOR LOVE
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THE HEART OF THE MATTER
MOB BOSS 3:
LOVE AND RETRIBUTION
MOB BOSS 4:
ROMANCING TRINA GABRINI
A MOB BOSS CHRISTMAS:
THE PREGNANCY
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MOB BOSS 6:
THE HEART OF RENO GABRINI
RENO’S GIFT
BOOK 7
RENO GABRINI:
A MAN IN FULL
BOOK 8
RENO AND TRINA:
GETTING BACK TO LOVE
BOOK 9
RENO AND SON:
DON’T MESS WITH JIM
BOOK 10
MOB BOSS ELEVEN
THE WRONG ONE
BOOK 11
RENO AND TRINA
IN THE SHADOWS OF LOVE
BOOK 12
THE GABRINI MEN SERIES
IN ORDER:
ROMANCING TOMMY GABRINI
ROMANCING SAL GABRINI
TOMMY GABRINI 2:
A PLACE IN HIS HEART
SAL GABRINI 2:
A WOMAN’S TOUCH
TOMMY GABRINI 3:
GRACE UNDER FIRE
SAL GABRINI 3:
HARD LOVE
SAL GABRINI 4:
I’LL TAKE YOU THERE
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DAPPER TOM BEGIN AGAIN
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UNTIL YOU COME BACK TO ME
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Sal Gabrini
didn’t like surprises.
But the last few
months had been loaded with them.
Now he
was about to get the fucker who got the ball rolling.
He was about to make him pay with his
life.
But something was off.
Something was wrong.
It was all set, but it all felt sideways.
He stood on
the eighth floor of the vacant building and looked at the warehouse across the
wide expanse of the alleyway.
He looked
through a burglar-barred window fronted by galvanized mesh that made viewing
difficult, but that totally obscured the view of someone on the outside looking
in.
Because to the unsuspecting public,
that warehouse Sal was watching was a neglected hunk of junk that should have
been torn down years ago.
But Sal knew
better.
He knew it was a well-run chop
shop for stolen vehicles.
He knew, if he
was ever going to stop Rudy Red, he had to stop him here.
Rudy rarely
showed up here.
It was only one of his
many illegal enterprises, and not even the most profitable one.
But Sal received a beforehand notice that
Rudy would be here today.
And he
was.
He arrived a few minutes ago.
Now Sal’s
men were beneath Rudy’s Town car hiding explosives.
But Sal wasn’t looking at them.
He was looking at the area.
Nothing was stirring, but he kept looking.
And as his men planted the explosives beneath
the car and ran back toward the building where he stood, Sal’s eyes couldn’t
stop shifting and searching for clues.
He looked up one block and then the other block.
The alleyway was as empty as the building he
stood in.
The warehouse across the wide
expanse of the alleyway was locked down and windowless.
Rudy thought he was as slick as they
came.
The fool had no idea Sal knew what
he was up to, or that he was a target.
He thought he’d deal in dirt and hide his hands.
But he couldn’t hide from Sal Luca.
When he came out of that warehouse, the
retribution would be complete.
Downstairs,
Sal’s men, including Angelo Romano, climbed the eight flights to where he
stood.
When they made it upstairs, they
saw their boss at the window.
He was
standing with his back to them in his double-breasted suit, looking more like
the wealthy businessman the world knew him as rather than the boss he was.
They walked up to him and stood by his side.
“It’s done,”
Angelo said.
Sal didn’t
respond.
He already knew the explosives
had been planted.
“Bastard
won’t know what hit him,” another one of Sal’s men said.
“He’ll
know,” said another one with a grin.
“He’ll be frying by then, but he’ll know.”
“Are the
cars ready?” Sal asked.
“Their
ready,” the third man said.
“We go out that
side door over there, down the back stairs, and we’re out of here within
seconds.
It’s all set.”
“Go make
sure it’s set,” Sal ordered, “and come back and report.”
The man
frowned.
“Why would I need to do that,
boss?
It’s set.”
Sal looked
at him.
“You’re arguing with me?
What the fuck is your problem?
Do what you’re fucking told!”
The man
quickly realized his error.
“Yes, sir,”
he said, and then quickly hurried out of the side door.
Sal lifted
his binoculars again and continued to look out of the window.
He continued to look for clues that weren’t
there.
But when the warehouse door
finally opened, and Rudy Red and two of his men came out, Sal exhaled.
Now they were getting somewhere.
Rudy’s
driver hurried in front of him to open the car’s back door.
But just as he did, another car drove
up.
Sal’s heart began to pound.
“Who the
fuck is that, boss?” Angelo asked Sal.
Sal had no
idea so he didn’t respond.
Rudy didn’t
get into the Town car, but instead waited for the man in the second car to get
out.
He did, and hurried to Rudy.
Sal and his
men watched as Rudy and his man, a big, burly man, began talking.
Then Rudy smiled and clapped his hands, and
then the burly man hurried back to the second car.
He reached into the backseat and pulled out two
people, both with their hands tied behind their backs, as he hurried them
toward Rudy’s car.
Angelo’s
eyes stretched wide, and so did Sal’s.
“What the fuck?” Angelo asked, standing erect.
“That’s your wife’s parents, boss.
Isn’t that Mrs. Gabrini’s folks?”
Sal couldn’t
believe it.
Gemma’s parents were being
marched to the car that his men had planted explosives beneath.
“No,” Sal said in disbelief.
“No, no, God, no!”
He ran.
He ran out of the door his men had
entered.
One of his men raised his gun
to shoot the driver, so that he wouldn’t crank the car, but Angelo knocked his
hand down.
“Are you
crazy?
You’re motherfucking cause it to
blow if you shoot in that direction!
You’re kill everybody!
Hold your
fire,” Angelo yelled as he ran behind Sal.
“Hold your fucking fire!”
But Sal
didn’t hear him say a word.
He was too
busy running.
He was too busy running
down stair after stair after stair.
He
slid down banisters.
He ran down more
stairs as if he would lose control at any second.
All he could think about was Gemma’s
parents.
All he could think about was
Gemma.
It would kill her if anything
happened to them.
And his slick ass just
might be the murderer!
He ran and
he ran until he was down four, three, two flights of stairs, and then on the
ground floor.
He opened the steel door
so fast it flew out of his hand.
But as soon
as the door flew open, the Town car across the alleyway rose as if hydraulics
was pumping it up, and then exploded into a fireball of smoke and flames.
The very power of the explosion threw Sal
back against the door so hard that it took his breath away.
And he was out cold.
And no damn good for anybody.
Especially
not Gemma’s parents.