Vengeance:

 

A Swift Sword Of Justice!

By: Lorraine B.
© 2000 Lorraine B.

To the Readers:

This was work originally was to be published as a book but I in my weakness of mind, my Attorney's displeasure and an empty purse; decided to share this work with those of you both in the United States and Internationally on the Internet, Gratis. I have changed and rewritten it many times to fit the themes of Sapphire's Place from the original work as an exclusive work to the site. It is suggested that this novel be Downloaded by your Internet Browser and read at your leisure.

I will accept all emails in regard to this writing however there will not be any comments area on Posting to rate this work at my insistence, as it is not up for discussion or what you might think of it by those that do not leave an email address or write their inane comments. There are those of you that never enjoy the written word by any author and find flaws in any work. Tough criticism contrary to belief is Not a form of flattery to any author. One further warning, the forward that was written by me pertains to the United States of America and that this work is under International legal Copyright Protections through my Attorneys that tend to love litigation in plagiarism cases. Enjoy it for just the piece of escapism it is.

Forward

In the past 40 years the average American citizen does not realize we have lost a great deal of our Constitutional Rights especially now with the addition of the Patriot Act. Many of our Rights have been Bastardized by over zealous (or Corrupt) Lawmakers (past and Present), Political Action Committees, Lobbyists wanting favors and paying their way through Washington having laws changed to suit their whims of the moment, personal privacies are a thing of the past.

We should look at our police (At all levels.) that maintain so called intelligence files and Racial Profiling that reward officers of the law and the court with promotions through arrest quotas, planted and false evidence, duplicity and deceit in their reports, violations of Stop and Frisk, Miranda Violations and Probable Cause; never once looking to see if they violated your Rights or care if they do. The citizenry are considered Mopes among other terms, to these Brothers and Sisters of the Badge forgetting that they are human too. That symbol they wear is not one of honor as it once was; it is now a symbol of Shame by those that do not have the gumption to tell a superior NO. Those words come directly from one that wore one many decades ago taking an oath to both Serve and Protect, not for the citizen to Pay and the cops to Collect.

We should gaze hard at our legal system seeing prosecutors in collusion with the police using falsified evidence and bringing convictions on Circumstantial Evidence to gain favor within their political party and their aspirations to be politicians of a higher calling.  We should look at the enforcement of the Rico Statute, which gives the government the license to steal not from Organized Crime but everyone that is a citizen. Look well and hard at our High Courts allowing Three Strike Laws on the books, when each case is different, yet all treated the same. What if a man or woman committed a non-violent crime to eat or to survive or to feed their children? Rape, Incest, Pedophilia, Murder or Drug Distribution are one matter, however there are those incarcerated that should not be there due to the incompetence of their Public Defender or Court Appointed Attorney. Is it a matter of incompetence, money and greed?  I say All!  

The laws to protect the Citizenry very seldom happen; we tend to worry too often about trivial matters not focusing on the ills of society or the causes. Our government wastes money on all manner of things and projects but people seem to be forgotten or thrown to the wayside. When we see and hear of people getting injured and killed because of their skin coloring, sexual preference, gender, gender identity, nationality, physical disablement or even their age, very little is done to protect them. We are blind to the plight of the Poor, Working Poor and the Homeless. This country should hold its head in Shame! I take that statement back, this country shouldn't hold it's head in shame it should be the Executive, Judicial and Legislative branches of our government going to every level down to our local governments that should.

There is a quotation that must be paraphrased, “Power is Absolute and Absolute Power Corrupts.” That quote holds true to many, but not all of our Executive, Judicial, Legislative, and Law Enforcement Communities (Federal, State, County and Municipal). The excuses of these groups are; The Laws are changed or made for your protection and ours. The times are changing as well as our Technology. It's an issue of and for your safety and security. National Security and our protection my ass! We the citizen, are allowing these cretins in government to lead us down that long dark path toward anarchy, never to see our democratic freedoms again.

If you believe those people that said those Statements you should take a long hard look at 20th Century History, (Nazi Germany’s SA and the SS, Adolph Hitler; Africa's, Idi Amin; Czarist Russia, the Tsars and Tsarinas; Communist Russia and her Satellites, Joseph Stalin; Haiti’s, Papa and Baby Doc and now we add Iraqi's, Saddam Hussein and his sons along with his cronies (just to name a few).

George Orwell should have titled his book, 1984, The Things to Come in the Future, The Orwellians of today are shaking their heads and saying I told you so.

Wake Up everyone, 1984 has been here for Decades. If you the reader are a part of the Legislative, Judicial or Law Enforcement Communities Please, No Hate Mail or anything else. You took the JOB and accepted the RISKS for your Professions. NO SOB STORIES about your jobs and the protection you presumably need. This author has heard enough of them and so has the citizenry of this country. We would like our Rights and Freedoms back that have been stolen quite conveniently from us by many of You. You have destroyed lives, crushed entire families and have brought back the age of slavery with you being the Overseer.

During the Second Virginia Convention, A famous American Patriot delivered a famous speech on March 23, 1775 at St. John'sChurch in Richmond, Virginia. His words became the rallying call that led the colonies into Revolution against the Crown. With courage and eloquence, he cried to the amassed peoples, "I know not what course others may take, but as for me, give me liberty or give me death." That man was Patrick Henry.

Patrick Henry and many others that raised their voices for freedom and had founded this country knew that the Constitution was the Foundation of this countryNEVERto be Bastardizedto the extent it hasbeen by the amendments we have seen or misinterpretations of the Law of the Land. Many Amendments to the Constitution are unjust or abused with the Courts and our Judges closing their eyes due to their political affiliations, bribery or other pressures.The Citizens of this country must ensure that those that compose a Bill, sanction a Bill and administer the law do so as liberals and not conservatives, these people must be impartial and incorruptible yet be compromising to the people they serve.

Our Founding Fathers never foresaw the fools that we elect now and their cronies that are appointed allowing gross negligence and nepotism. They never foresaw the advancement of the sciences or the age of electronics. They never foresaw the day that the average person is guilty of a crime having to Prove their innocence, that alone cannot be done due to inept attorneys, biased judges, moronic and secretive Grand Juries, unjust laws as well as sentences. They never foresaw inept judges with very few Judges speaking to the accused in chambers during the trial, to actually meet the person they are judging to see if the person needs the Maximum Penalty of the law that is written on the books. They never foresaw the day when the affluent could prey on the middle class or the poor by elected or appointed officials. There should not be any preferential treatment from one social class to the other as there is now.

Remember the words of THE DECLARATION OF INDEPENDENCE:

Action of Second Continental Congress, July 4, 1776

The unanimous Declaration of the thirteen United States of America WHEN in the Course of human Events, it becomes necessary for one People to dissolve the Political Bands which have connected them with another, and to assume among the Powers of the Earth, the separate and equal Station to which the Laws of Nature and of Nature's God entitle them, a decent Respect to the Opinions of Mankind requires that they should declare the causes which impel them to the Separation.

WE hold these Truths to be self-evident, that all Men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the Pursuit of Happiness -- That to secure these Rights, Governments are instituted among Men, deriving their just Powers from the Consent of the Governed, that whenever any Form of Government becomes destructive of these Ends, it is the Right of the People to alter or to abolish it, and to institute new Government, laying its Foundation on such Principles, and organizing its Powers in such Form, as to them shall seem most likely to effect their Safety and Happiness.

Citizens,remember you are the Government! Civil Servants, remember you govern with the citizen's consent!

If you do not agree with the elected officials then get rid of the bums! Make them accountable for their actions!

For all our Laid-backed citizens it is time to wake up and get this country of ours FREE once again. Register to Vote and Do it Legally on Election Day. VOTE!!!!!!

Get rid of the incompetents and thieves in office and other areas of our government. Make the Constitution work for you again and not just a select few. Do not be like lambs being led to the slaughter - Complacent.

Remember this book is FICTION but it surely could happen or may have already happened.   You can make that conclusion.

 

Chapter 1

It was a typical bleak wintry day for the City That Works. The clouds had been hanging low and gray in the sky. Any Chicagoan will tell you that it was a sure sign of a major snowstorm.

  Samuel Levitsky was stepping down the boarding ladder of his Boeing Business Jet a modified Boeing 737-800 that had just landed at MidwayAirport at his private hanger. This plane was one of six that he owned at sixty-nine million dollars each. (After the planes executive conversions.) He also owned a fleet of eight helicopters that were at times loaned out to various local hospitals as Angel Flights to fly patients in for medical care at no charge to the patient they carried. Sam is not a very noticeable man; some people may even say he is effeminate in his speech, mannerisms, and physical stature. His previous wives have said that the first impression of Samuel is that he is gay; after making love with him all other men seemed gay. He is all man and a Barracuda in Business and his Divorce Settlements.

His business contacts called him “That Jew Son of A Bitch” but, not to his face. Sam would cut their testicles off, feeding them to the offenders and they knew it. To his family, Sam was always there for them in any manner that was needed. Sam was in reality a Back Street Alley Fighter in the business world. He once said that nothing was fair in the business world except winning the Prize, their corporations. He had destroyed many a Chief Executive Officer, bringing several to suicide after ruining them financially. If you can’t win the game, don’t play it, Sam would say.

As Samuel stepped onto the tarmac from his plane, near his company's private hanger, his longtime chauffeur and friend Vincent greeted him. “Did you have an enjoyable flight from Moscow, Sam?”

“Vincent, since when is any flight enjoyable, you know I hate traveling by plane. Did Leavitt come with you, Vincent?” quickly changing from the detested subject of flying.

“Yes, he did as well as being very hostile…He's waiting for you in the Limousine, sir.”

“Did he attempt to get information from you?” Sam asked.

“Not at all, sir; not a word was volunteered, so I assumed him to be angry.”

Samuel proceeded to get into his Mercedes-Benz Stretch Limousine and was greeted by his long time friend and attorney Joshua Leavitt saying, “Hi Sam, what’s so dammed important that you pulled me out of the office? You know I’m working on the Cyber-Tech deal and Thanksgiving is only days away.”

“My friend, you are the atypical attorney; just the facts, Huh? This was found in my office in the Tower.” Sam handed a box to Josh, which was the size of an engagement ring box.

Josh opened the box that contained a device smaller than a dime in diameter and thickness. He picked it up, looking at it with a scrutinizing eye. After looking at it closely Josh said. “Is this what I think it is? It was found in your office in the Tower? How in the hell did they get in there? There are only two ways of it getting in there. Both our Security Force and Electronic Surveillance protect those entrances. Either this is simple Industrial Sabotage, or the Feds did it. Since we are in the process of the takeover of Cyber Tech, I must surmise, that it is the Feds.”

“An astute assumption counselor. Harry Goldstein made some discrete calls through his sources. It was made in Israel for the Feds as part of some Black Project. It can transmit not only voice but also real time video grabbed from our surveillance cameras. With the proper programming, it can also grab onto Infrared, Laser, or Microwave links and receive and transmit computer data from the source to a satellite. Which means wireless computer networks too, such as what we have. This one was setup with that programming."

“Since Cyber-Tech has a great deal of Government Contracts, we have to assume that this Bugging was done by the Feds. I believe that this is not going to be the end of this episode. I also think the Feds are worried that we're going to divide up Cyber-Tech and sell it off through several outlets without them having a say about it.” Sam stated, looking directly at Josh.

The silence in the Limousine didn’t last long being broken by Josh “I think we should have several contingency plans in the eventuality that the DoJ (Department of Justice) decides to come after us or you Sam. Do you have any ideas?”

Sam lowered the privacy partition speaking to both Vincent and Josh saying, “Vincent, after you take Josh home I would like you, Maria and Constance to meet with me in the kitchen. Josh, I would like Vincent to pick you, Bryan and Harry up on Friday to meet me at the C.A.C. (Chicago Athletic Club) for lunch about 11:30.  Vincent, you are to park the car and join us.”

Vincent looked into the rear view mirror and raised his eyebrows focusing upon Sam. There was a determination etched into Sam's face that he had only seen while dealing with adversaries.

With Vincent as Major Domo, Executive Security, Chauffeur and his wife Maria as Chef they had been in Sam’s employ for many years. Maria and Vincent considered him their adopted son; Sam in return had never considered the couple as employees. They had always been treated as family as was Mrs. Constance Flemming his private administrative aide.

Vincent knew there was something important on Sam’s mind, feeling that it was his responsibility and duty to help his adopted son with any advice he could give. All of the household staff loved Sam and would give their full loyalty to him.

Sam looked at Josh and said, “ I would like Bryan at this meeting as he will be an integral part of my contingency plan if it ever has to be put into motion. Do you think you can arrange it?”

“Sure Sam, the meeting will be at 11:30 at the C.A.C. What the hell do you have in mind? I hope it isn’t on the fringe of any illegalities.”

Sam looked at Josh saying, ” You certainly are a stereotypical attorney, Josh. I don’t know about any illegalities. I haven’t worked out the fine points yet. If I get into trouble at least, I have access to the best legal team headed up by you or at least your input.”

The Mercedes took the exit ramp off of Lake Shore Drive, turning left toward Mansion Row on Chicago’s Gold Coast. This is one and always has been one of the most prestigious areas of Chicagoland. One of Sam's neighbors was the Cardinal of the Catholic Archdiocese of Chicago.

The Mercedes entered a driveway pulling in front of an old VictorianStyleMansion that Sam called home. Sam opened the Limousine door, getting out said, “Vincent please take Josh anywhere he requires to go, return home as soon as possible. Josh I’ll see you on Friday. Have a happy Thanksgiving, as I don’t think I’ll be in the office all week. I may also be out of touch with everyone until I see you on Friday.”

Sam closed the door of the Limousine. Moving quickly to the entrance portico, he opened the door going inside the mansion.

Chapter 2

Sam entered the Foyer taking off his topcoat, gloves, and scarf. He hung the coat and scarf he wore on an antique brass coat rack that had been there since moving into the mansion. In some ways he liked this old building as well as in other ways despised it. There were too many memories here some that were good in addition to others especially bad.

The good memories were of his children (Emmanuel (Manny) his oldest at 13, Ann at 12, Linda at 10, Lynn at 8) and his first wife Elaine. All of the children were born in this house. It was a home filled with love supplied mostly by Elaine.

Elaine was the most perfect combination of wife and mother. She could adapt to any situation or social setting. She was comfortable in jeans and a sweatshirt or a designer evening gown. Her smile could place anyone at ease no matter what his or her station in life was. Sam finally brought himself to the conclusion he still loved her, missing her very much.

If you spoke to Elaine today about Sam, she would say nothing but good words about him. He took good care of them financially and being always there for her and the children. Their marriage broke up due to his Workaholicism in building his business empire from scratch.

Sam motioned his head to clear his mind of the reverie. He suddenly noticed the smells coming from the kitchen remembering that Thanksgiving was coming soon. He also had to remind himself that his children had decided to stay with Elaine for the Holiday.

They normally switched back and forth on the Holidays with the kids. In actuality, he was supposed to have them for Thanksgiving but for some reason, they asked to be with Elaine.  Elaine had asked him two months ago if they could exchange Holidays. He consented but felt disappointed not to see and hold his children; at least he would have them for Christmas.

As Sam walked through the house to the kitchen, he thought he might later telephone Elaine and the children to tell them he loved them. He wanted to speak to Elaine desperately about a possible reconciliation he had thought about on the plane.  Although it may be a wild guess for their reconcilement to happen in this lifetime, nothing could be taken from the realms of possibilities.

Sam entered the kitchen while Maria was preparing vegetables. She greeted him as if he was her son telling him to sit at the table overlooking the fishpond that was frozen over.

“Was your trip successful Sam?” Maria asked.

Sam looked at her saying, “I think it could have been better but was alright, at least the Deal is closed.”

Maria could sense that there was a considerable amount of mental strain building in Sam’s demeanor, She knew Sam too well not to notice the strain. She decided she would not say anything about it as she truly felt that Sam was her son.

Maria had had a baby boy many years ago before marrying Vincent. She had given that child up for adoption at birth. She had always prayed to the Almighty that her son was well taken care of and loved. If she had kept the child, he would have been the same age as Sam. She treated Sam with all her maternal instincts and love.

Maria was only 14 years old at the time, having been raped by her Best Girl Friends Father one night while staying at her house.  The end result was a child for her, a jail sentence for him with the loss of his life in Stateville Penitentiary. 

Maria’s family was of Sicilian descent, living in an area called Little Italy, Taylor Street or the most derogatory of slang terms Dago Town.

As with all Sicilians, family was a matter of pride and passion. Her father was prepared for a Blood Vendetta on the man that raped and thereby impregnating her. However, Maria and her mother talked him out this behavior. They kept telling him the U.S. was not the Old Country and to let the Law handle it, not The Mafia Capos.

Vincent and she had known each other all their lives. He had heard what had transpired from his sister while he was stationed in Germany during the Cold War. Although it was too late to tell Maria not to give up the baby, he still decided that he wanted to marry her, though she was too young to do so.

After Vincent returned, a whirlwind fairytale courtship ensued after several years and they were married. They later had a child together but the child died during the delivery with complications.

Until Sam hired Vincent and Maria, it was one poor job after another. Because of past favors he owed to the Mob they approached Sam for a Favor to interview Vincent and Maria.

Although Sam was more than a little peeved, he was put into a situation by the Mob to hire them because of past favors in the business world. Sam and Elaine immediately liked Maria and Vincent when they were interviewed both being hired that same day.

Sam thought it was better then having the Mob as a partner, possibly losing everything he and Elaine had worked so hard for these past years.

At the time of their divorce, Elaine told both Maria and Vincent to stay with Sam, Elaine had said for them to protect, and guide him. Sam had no idea Elaine had asked the couple to do what she asked, the couple really did consider all of them family. That is exactly what they did.

The back door opened with Vincent walking into the kitchen.  He sat in a chair opposite of Sam after taking off his coat and hat. Maria started bringing a multitude of food dishes to the table for them. 

Mrs. Constance Flemming, Sam’s Personal Assistant entered the kitchen. She immediately started to help Maria to bring the food to the table. She too had been working for Sam for a great many years and was as close as a sister to him.

Constance was in desperate financial straits after her husband and newborn child had died. They both had died accidentally in an apartment fire while she was at an English class at DePaulUniversity.

When the man and child died there was just barely enough to bury them decently with nothing left over to support life on.  She was on the verge of eviction and loss of her sanity when Sam had hired her after reading of her plight in the newspaper.

Constance was more than qualified for the position; She was degreed in accounting and has a multitude of secretarial skills she had learned through the years before being married. Sam had never thought of her as a secretary. She was always Constance his friend, confidant, and sometime psychoanalyst.

She too also professed her loyalty to Sam as well as being his friend along with being the friend of Vincent and Maria. Sam and Elaine had always readily accepted Constance as an adopted sister. 

This was all of Sam’s immediate family not excluding Elaine and the children. Sam was an orphan that was brought up by the state. He had never known the love of either parent and was never adopted for reasons unknown. He successfully built his business and financial empire with only a high school education and sweat.

Chapter 3

Everyone was seated at the table as they ate, he told them of his business trip and the discovery of the Bugging Device in his office as well as his thoughts of why it was there. He also told them of the possible ramifications including a prison term if the Feds wished to pursue the matter of his business dealings both past and present. 

Not a word was said as Sam spoke, everyone listened intently digesting the impact of what he was saying. Sam believed that the Feds were still building or attempting to build a case. He told them, that because of the Cyber Tech deal that he wouldn’t put it past the Feds to falsify any and all documentation concerning the ongoing business dealings. Sam stated that he had heard that several congressional representatives and senators that want the head of Sam Levitsky no matter what price has to be paid. Those government officials lost heavily when several of Sam's corporate raiding forays into the business world brought Sam untold wealth. They in turn lost heavily when their ill-gotten stock plummeted.   

Vincent was first to say, “Sam, do you want me to call in our favors with the Old Dons or La Commissionne? You know we will, if you feel that this is necessary. But please be aware that the payback will be inordinately huge, together with the favors they owe us it may not cover the new debt.”

Sam looked at all gathered around the table saying, “ Look! Constance, Maria, Elaine, the Kids and you are my only family.  Constance is like a sister and you're my mother and father.  Elaine will probably remain at my side along with the kids. The road ahead is going to be very treacherous within the next few weeks with the ripples escalating for years. If you feel that you can’t take the pressure for any reason and want to leave I’ll make sure that you're more than fairly compensated. I'll make sure you're taken care of for the rest of your lives.”

Vincent looked at the two women and interrupted, “Sam, I know I can speak for all of us. We all intend to stay with you, helping in any way possible and follow your decisions. If you wish I could call in the favors owed by the Family but you know as well as I know they will want triple the cost of the favors that are owed.”

“No, we only call those in as a last resort or if we or I see no other way to deal with the situation. If you want in, I guess I can’t talk you out of it; I’m not going to try. I thank you for the vote of confidence.” Sam said.

Constance looked at Sam and said, “I think we should finish eating and leave for a while. I don’t even know if it might be safe to talk here.”

Sam and everyone nodded in agreement, continuing with their evening meal in silence. After they had finished, they all cleaned up the kitchen, grabbing their coats leaving the mansion out the back door.

Outside of the mansion, they all spoke and agreed to meet at a bar called the Dew Drop Inn on the southwest side of Chicago near MidwayAirport. Vincent would take Sam in the Limo Downtown to later secure a Taxi to take him to the bar. Maria would take Constance in her Suburban to pick up Vincent at a secured parking lot after stopping at a well-known boutique for themselves. 

At the Downtown location after Vincent was picked up they would all drive to the bar, meeting Sam. This seemed like the safest way and a place that they would be able to talk privately.

All proceeded smoothly, Sam was dropped off at the Hotel Inter-Continental, hailing a cab after going inside and leaving, after thirty minutes inside of walking around, he made sure he was not followed.

Vincent parked the Limo, leaving the keys with an attendant at the parking lot. His wife and Constance picked him up; no one said a word enroute to his or her destination. All of them were keeping a continual vigil to see if they were being followed.

Sam arrived at the bar paying the driver with a two hundred-dollar bills telling the driver he had never seen him or the location of drop off. The Cabby just shook his head in acknowledgment, speeding off to pick up another fare. Sam entered the bar, taking a booth in the back of the bar waiting for his family to arrive.

A short period of time later Vincent, Maria and Constance arrived, walking through the door; Sam waved to them. They all sat down, ordering drinks from the waitress.

“No one followed us but you never know Sam.” Vincent said.

Sam looked around and observed that no one was observing them saying, “I've scheduled a meeting with Josh my attorney, Bryan my banker, Harry my security director and Vincent. My personal liquid assets will be divided into several banking accounts worldwide with your names added and Elaine’s. It will take three of you to withdraw any funds from those numbered accounts; my name will not be on any of them. Any private Estates, including the ChicagoMansion and all foreign properties will be Quick Claim Deeded to the three of you as gifts. I will pay for all taxes on those properties. 

My company will be sold to holding companies within holding companies or an umbrella that will look like a Hostile take-over. There will be a new Board of Directors of that parent or holding company naming Elaine, Josh, Harry, Bryan, Vincent, and Constance in the primary chairs. It will look like I was bought out of the company and have no interest in those companies. For obvious reasons my children will not be included in the Board but they will be taken care of through Funding set up by Josh and Constance. As I have said Elaine will be on the Board of Directors of the Parent company.

Harry will set up security at the Caracas Venezuela property. If the Feds take me to trial and I am convicted, I will serve the sentence imposed by the court, upon release from custody I will leave the country for Caracas. You all will already be down there prior to my sentencing via my plane, as if to give the impression that I've been deserted by all of you. Is this understood?”

Constance was the first to speak, “Sam, how will we keep in contact with you?”

Vincent asked, “ If it is all right with you, I have several friends that could be used as a mail and phone drops. They in turn would relay any messages directly to us, we in turn could give them to Josh and Harry. Any addresses and telephone numbers would have to be committed to your memory. Would that be suitable to your purposes, Sam?" Sam nodded in agreement.

“Sam, do you really think they will come after you?” Maria said.

“By planting that Bug in my offices, Maria, War has already been declared by persons or person unknown. In any of our telephone calls, we must assume that they are being intercepted and recorded. All offices and our home could have the electronic devices. We must assume they are listening.

Harry was called in-flight to prepare to increase Counter-Surveillance Measures in all forms for our protection. As we speak, Harry and a Team are going through the Mansion sweeping and cleaning it as well as other locations. I want you all to remember none of you are the ones they want. They want me!” Sam emphasized.

         

“When are you going to tell Elaine?” Maria asked.

“She was already told, I called her from Sweden as the plane was being refueled. She and the children wanted to come and meet me at MidwayAirport. I told her no, to keep a low profile. I want her to act as if she was had a great deal of anger toward me if necessary when and if I was arrested. I asked Harry to ensure that they were all protected from any harm. I also asked Harry to place protection around all of you including the families of Harry, Josh and Bryan.”

         

“Do you really think whatever or whomever we are dealing with will stoop that low?” Vincent said.

         

“Harry said, that these people can be worse then La Familia. Does that answer your question Vince?” Sam said.

         

“Holy Shit, Sam! Nothing could be worse then dealing with the Capos and La Commissione, Vince Said.

         

“I know through Harry’s sources that all of you are basically safe but, we don’t know exactly what those people are planning to do. We have to plan for the worse case scenario.” Sam said.

         

As they were speaking to each other Harry entered the tavern. Sam saw him, waving for him to join the amassed group.

         

“Sam, who the hell did you piss off, the President? Every area we went to in the house was infested. The only place in the Mansion that was Clean was the kitchen.” Harry said.

         

“Of course my kitchen is clean do you think I’m an untidy housekeeper and chef.” Maria said with a twinkle in her eyes just to pull Harry’s Chain to make him fidget in his seat.

         

"Just to let all of you know after a Sweep at all the locations specified. They had every room bugged including closets, bathrooms, and garages; you couldn't even take a crap in peace. By doing these Sweeps, we played out our cards, we told the Feds we know about their Witch Hunt." Harry stated.

         

"Harry the only people that have been around the house was the phone company." Maria said.

         

Sam looked around the table at the astonishment on all the faces of his family said, "Look, we don't have any choice, as you said Harry, we have played out our cards. They know that we know. You are to put phase two into action immediately. Phase two is to increase the personal protection of all essential personnel including their families. That includes all of you." Sam stated.

         

"As we speak Phase two has been implemented. I know, I over stepped my bounds but I felt it was necessary. Elaine and the children already have security personnel at their location and the Household Staff has been put on alert." Harry said.

         

"I guess it was a good idea to use security personnel for Elaine's Staff, Does she know about it?" Vincent said.

         

"God No!" Sam and Harry chorused.

         

Sam continued, "Vincent, I want you to ask Don Giovanni to have a Meet with just you, Harry and I as soon as possible. He has to know about our situation, can it be done?”

         

"Are you sure? Vincent said, giving a strange look to Sam. Sam nodded his wishes to Vincent.

         

Vincent excused himself and left the table going toward a payphone. All eyes at the table were fixed on Vincent. He motioned for Sam to come to the telephone.

         

Sam excused himself going directly to Vincent and the telephone.

         

Vincent handed the receiver to Sam. Taking it, he said a few words and hung up. Sam had a smile on his face while Vincent had an apprehensive look. He and Vincent rejoined everyone at the table Vincent said, "Are you sure about this meeting?"

         

"Quite sure." Sam said.

         

"Giovanni wants all of us at the Meet. He's sending a car, which should be here shortly. The man was instructed to come inside to get us. Vincent, it's someone some of you know; Alfredo." Sam said.

         

Vincent looked at Maria, taking her hand in his saying, "At least we know that he will keep his mouth shut even without Omerta.

         

"What is so special about this guy Alfredo?" Harry said.

         

"Alfredo is the Don's Enforcer and business manager as well as the possible heir to the Don's Empire when he dies; He's also my brother." Maria said with a deep sadness in her eyes.

         

"Holy Shit" Harry exclaimed. "How come that little bit of information was never disclosed in our background checks?" Harry asked a bit annoyed.

         

"Alfredo was a bit of a hell raiser when he was young. He killed a dirty Beat Cop and was sent back to Sicily until things cooled down. It was finally disclosed under investigation that this Cop was a pedophile; he assaulted many a boy in the old neighborhood. He attempted to sexually assault Alfredo and was killed by him. The Cop was a disgrace to humanity. It was agreed by Vincent, Sam, Don Giovanni and myself that no-one was to be allowed the information we have just disclosed to you." Maria answered.

         

Harry took Maria's hand and said, "I didn't hear a word that was spoken." and smiled at her with care and understanding in his eyes, both Maria and Vincent knew immediately why Sam trusted this man, Harry would always be trusted by them also, he would always be their friend. As the group was speaking to each other, a very large man in a wool Overcoat and Fedora came to their table. Vince and Maria saw him immediately, smiling.

         

"Bouno Sera, Mi Familia, the car is outside waiting."

         

As Alfredo spoke, he looked around at the group. Suddenly his mouth opened up quite wide as he noticed Constance. He didn’t say a word but Maria and Vincent noticed his reaction immediately. Sam paid the Bar Tab and the group was led out the door grabbing their coats as they went.

Chapter 4

 

As the group stepped into the cold, snowy Chicago air, there was a look of astonishment when they noticed what looked like a charter bus. Several men were standing outside of it at different areas dressed as Alfredo was. These men were from Alfredo's handpicked crew of assassins.

         

Alfredo demanded them to conduct themselves and dress as gentlemen or businessmen. It was rumored that with the Dons permission a school was started to refine these men from the Street Hood or Soldier. Looks could be deceiving, as all these men were deadly in their own way, whether the proffered weapon is ice pick, hands or the gun.

As the apprehensive group approached the Bus with Alfredo's silent urgings, the door opened. There were no lights on inside but you could barely see the driver who urged them in.

         

This was no ordinary Interstate Bus; it was a Custom Designed Motor Coach that spelled Luxury through and through out. Alfredo was the last to entered saying, "Please sit-down and be comfortable. We have one more passenger to retrieve."

         

The Motor Coach proceeded west down 63rd. Street to Cicero Avenue making a right-hand turn proceeding north past MidwayAirport. MidwayAirport was fully illuminated with its ghostly appearance against the blinding white snow to allow the safety of the planes to land.

         

The Coach slowed as it approached the turn off that would take it to the Midway Airport Passenger Terminals. It finally came to a stop in the Bus Loading Zone. There was a great deal of activity, people were entering and leaving the Terminal in great numbers as this was the usual course of events for an airport in a major metropolitan area.

As if on cue the door opened, a gentleman slight of build wearing a leather cap, gloves, scarf and coat entered. Everyone stood up, as a sign of respect for it was Don Giovanni, Capo De Tutti Capo, or Boss of Bosses of the Chicago Syndicate or quite succinctly the Chicago Mob.

         

The Don motioned everyone to the back of the MotorCoach. They passed the dining and kitchen area, walking through a massive bath area inlaid in Italian marble directly to a sleeping area that had been converted to a meeting area. The Don was the last to enter the area.

"Please sit, be comfortable as guests should be. Alfredo, you are to remain. Vito bring Chianti and glasses." The Don said.

         

As the group sat down Sam spoke softly, ”Don Giovanni with great respect I thank you for seeing all of us on such short notice. We have had many business dealings that have made us independently wealthy. I have come to you not only as a businessperson but also as a friend asking for your help for my friends, family, and myself. You have always acted with honor and dignity as a true Padrone.”

         

Maria looked at Vincent, slowly nodding her head.

         

Vincent Spoke, ”Padrone, I have never asked for anything from the Family even though I was brought into the Brotherhood and you my sponsor. I ask that you listen to Sam as Maria and I consider him our son. We would give our lives for him, Elaine, and the children. No one in this vehicle would ever betray those assembled here.”

           

When Vincent disclosed he was sworn into the Brotherhood of the Rose, you could see the astonishment on Sam, Harry and Constance’s faces. A further bombshell was about to be dropped.

           

Maria looked at Don Giovanni smiling and spoke, “Uncle Giovanni, I know it is not permissible for a woman to speak but, I feel I must for my adopted son.”

           

Don Giovanni nodded his head yes giving Maria permission to speak. Sam and Harry gazed at each other in sheer astonishment, neither saying a word.

           

“Uncle Giovanni, these people as my husband says are very honorable. Their loyalties are to Sam, he and his family are in a position that could endanger their lives and those that are associated with them.” Maria stated.

           

“It is true that we have had many business dealings without using the vast resources of La Familia. Sam and his corporation have always maintained an aura of honesty and integrity.” Don Giovanni said.

           

Sam took it as a cue to further speak, “Don Giovanni, I would like for you to have this.” He reached into his pocket and handed the ring box that had the listening device to Alfredo to be passed onto the Don after inspection.

           

“That Device was found in my offices by Harry, my Security Chief. It was manufactured in Israel for the Feds. That device has the ability to transmit sound, pictures, and computer data either through the telephone lines, by radio relay microwaves, satellite or by Laser. This is your next enemy, Advanced Technology.”

           

Alfredo looked extremely nervous as he looked over the Don’s shoulder at the device. The Don looked directly at Alfredo asking, “Alfredo, have you or anyone in the Organization seen anything like this?”

           

“No, Padrone, I have not heard of any of the Crews finding anything even remotely close to matching the description of that device.” Alfredo said.

           

“Don Giovanni, the man who found it and learned about its functions is seated next to me.” Sam said.

           

“This device could be the downfall of all the Families. Do you have the technical specifications Mr. Security Chief?”  The Don asked.

           

“Don Giovanni, with all due respect to Sam and to you Sir, I do have them as well as access to the persons that have designed and built the Bugs. We have the countermeasures to detect and defeat them. We also have the access to the future generations of this toy.

           

If the Feds are using these you can guarantee no one is safe from the prying eyes of the government.” Harry said.

           

“Can you instruct my people about these Devil Toys and bring them up date on security matters, Mr. Security Chief?” the Don asked.

           

Harry looked at Sam and Vincent. Sam and Vincent nodded in agreement.

           

“Yes, Don Giovanni. But those that are trained must be unknowns to the Feds or the Locals if possible.” Harry said.

           

Don Giovanni, Alfredo, Vincent, and Sam all smiled in unison showing that the level of trust was multiplied by a million times.

           

There was a knock on the door, as Vito entered with the wine giving all present a glass, filling it, and leaving three bottles on the table as he left. Everyone sipped the harsh, dry, red wine with gusto.

           

“Sam, what is it you want of me that you have asked for this meet?” The Don said after a sip of wine and lighting a black crooked little Parrodi Cigar, it immediately fouled the airspace in the room.

           

“Don Giovanni, additional protection must be given to those that are associated to me. My immediate family, those here, my children and ex-wife also must be protected. They will be coming after me to an unusual extent. There is no possible way to have this investigation on my activities stopped. I know that I will be convicted and imprisoned. My survival in prison will be non-existent unless I ask for your help. I must be around for my children!” Sam said whole-heartedly and with conviction.           

           

Maria looked at the Don and said, “Uncle Giovanni, I and Vincenzo ask that Sam be placed under the family umbrella. We ask that Sam and his family be accepted as Vincenzo's family and mine, the children as our grandchildren and your Grandnieces and nephew. If Sam is sent to prison, he will be treated with respect and honor, as your nephew with La Commissione directives. This will also place The Commission into a situation to Protect Sam’s family and associates from harm. Nun Si Po Averi La Carni Senz Ossu!” (You’ve got To Take the Good with the Bad).

           

“Alfredo, is this acceptable to you being the Head of the Blood Line? What about you Vincenzo, do you accept the proposition?” Asked Don Giovanni.

           

Without hesitation Alfredo answered,” Si Padrone, although up until this night I have not met Sam. Yet, he has the love and respect of my sister and Vincenzo. They have always talked of his family and children with nothing but love. He has shown to be an honorable man many times over especially to his enemies that also respect him.”

           

“Si Padrone, Sam is the son we have never had. He is an honorable man in all concerns. His family is a major concern, as he has learned many great lessons in his short lifetime. His employees love him no matter what they do for his many businesses. He is fair and honest but he can be ruthless with his adversaries. We would be proud to call him son, he should be part of our Blood Line.” Vincent said with sincerity and tears in his eyes from the emotion exerted.

           

“ Veni La Grazia Poi chi L’Omu A La Furca {The Pardon Arrives After The Man Was Hung). Vito, Get the hell in here now you puttana! Don Giovanni yelled into the intercom.

Vito didn’t even knock; he barged into the room with a pistol drawn ready to make Swiss cheese out of them. Vito was slight of stature with long black hair in a ponytail. He had unblemished golden olive skin derived from his Sicilian Ancestry with finely carved and aristocratic features of a Sicilian woman.       

“Put the Piece away, you Cagna! This overly ambitious but dedicated and protective young man is my youngest and only son that came late in life to us. I am proud, very proud of him. He has the mind for business but likes to play Street Soldier. I would like to see him go to college and get his degree but first he must finish High School. At fifteen years old, he is still a baby to the world. I want you to take him and mold him into an experienced businessperson in the years to follow. I want him to be refined in his ways. He has the ability with mathematics and business but doesn’t apply himself. He would need an Iron Fist to control him or a woman's wiles.” The Don said with a slight smile and soft voice.           

“Don Giovanni I have just the person and she is right here in this room. May I introduce Constance Flemming, she is the best to take and mold him, and she is also very discretionary on all matters, along with being part of our family.” Sam said proudly.          

Don Giovanni looked at Constance appraising her, “Miss Flemming, do you think you can break this wild stallion and teach him the proper ways?”           

“Yes, Don Giovanni" Constance said in perfect Italian of the north dialect, "but Vito must be instructed that he is with me to learn and nothing that is said in confidence can be repeated to anyone else.” Constance stated.          

“You wish to use what we call Omerta on Vito?" Don Giovanni said in English.              

“It must be so! Don Giovanni, it must also be that contact with La Familia must be of a clandestine nature to protect all of us and you.” Constance said.           

“Don Giovanni, I agree with Constance in this matter. Vito must also change his appearance and be given new legal identification. It must also look like he has disgraced the Family, died or Disinherited by you leaving for good to further the ploy.” Alfredo said with a forcefulness in his voice that commanded respect and hearing of true logic.          

“Scuzi Papa, why do you listen to such Merde? Vito said with a look of wanting to kill his cousin Alfredo. “I will not do this thing! I would rather die honorably with a bullet in my head!”

As swift as a cobra striking its prey Don Giovanni stood, striking Vito with a fist to the face, knocking him to the floor. “You will do what you are told, you will show respect to me as your father and Capo De Tutti Capo. You also show respect to all in this room. Capisc!” Now get up off the floor you are not a rug!” Don Giovanni said with great composure sitting down again.

“My apologies for this incident. Alfredo, you will set up a communication network with Harry and Vincenzo. You will also make arraignments to have everything taken care of for Vito. Vito, you will listen and learn from all in this room. You will pay the strictest attention to our friends and family. Remember all these people are now family to you. You and I will treat them as blood family. Respect! Capisc!” There was a great fire of passion in Don Giovanni’s eyes and speech, his manner showed why he was a Boss of Bosses And not to be trifled with.

Sam and his other companions were totally amazed as to the degree of strength and pure savagery in what he had seen and heard. He was having second thoughts as to getting involved with The Family. It was too late now he had made a bargain and his word was his bond.

“Angelo, find someplace secure to park the Coach”. Tell the escorts what we intend. Tell the Crew Chiefs to come aboard and you are to escort them back here and stay also.” Ordered Don Giovanni.

“Si, Don Giovanni” Angelo responded over the intercom.          

Nodding his head and not breaking stride said,“ Vito, what do you have to say to your family as to the way you have you have disgraced yourself and me?”           

With his head toward and eyes to the floor Vito said, “ as my Father has said I have brought disgrace to the Blood Line I ask forgiveness from all of you. I will try to make all of you and Papa pleased with no further problems. I will do whatever is asked with no questions. That is my oath!”          

Everyone in the room nodded the affirmative to Vito. Chapter 5

The MotorCoach was coming to a stop; you could hear the Air Brakes make their own unique sound as they brought the massive vehicle grinding to a halt and the engine at idle. If you listened closely, you could barely hear or thought you heard the staccato of vehicle doors closing in the background with voices echoing in the dark and stormy night. There was much camaraderie among these men that protected Don Giovanni. It went beyond their blood oath of loyalty to him. Their jobs where to obey him without question.            

There was a knock at the door followed by it being slid open. There were three large men in Armani suits. They were pushing their late thirties in age. Angelo also entered the room with them although older he appeared that he could match the Crew Chiefs one on one in a physical match.          

“You men were summoned before us to witness this ceremony that to my knowledge has not been done since the Old Dons have done it in Sicily. Once it has been completed the people that have participated will be a part of my Family and be treated with all the respect and loyalty you and the Crews give me. It is to be known only to the Capos and La Commissione and not to outsiders. As you know, Alfredo and I are blood family as is Maria.           

Vincenzo is a part of the Brotherhood, It has been decided by the four of us to accept into our bloodline Samuel, Harry, Constance, and their families. Angelo, please bring a red candle and light it.  Alfredo, give me your knife.” Don Giovanni said.      

“Si, Don Giovanni” Angelo responded and left.          

The coach was as silent as a church as the Don took the Stiletto from Alfredo's hand. The Don pushed the button on the black pearled handle with the razor sharp blade shooting forward locking itself into place.            

Angelo returned with a blood red lit candle, placing it in center of the table. Don Giovanni took the knife and a glass. He sterilized the knife in the flame and made a cut at the wrist. With the blood dripping, it was collected in the glass.          

“You will all do as I have done starting with Alfredo and finishing with my son, Vito” The Don Commanded.          

All of the assemblage except for the Crew Chiefs did exactly what Don Giovanni had done. No one complained or said a vocalization, as the ramifications were too great. All anyone could think of was their safety and their families' safety. If you had to play with the devil then you do it.           

After all the blood from those around the table was collected into the glass, Chianti was poured into the blood and mixed. A match was lighted and placed above the liquid to ignite the wine's alcohol content and extinguished rapidly by the Don.            

“By the mingling of our blood and drinking this sacred drink we are one in family. We accept all partaking in this ceremony and their bloodline as family. We love as family. We protect all as family. We will observe the Vow of Silence to non-family and our enemies this is called Omerta. You will all repeat this sacred pledge of honor and drink.” Don Giovanni finished speaking. He took a sip from the glass and handed it to Sam, Who in turn did repeat the solemn oath as they all did, without a second thought in their actions.            

Don Giovanni, Alfredo, Vincent, Vito and Maria went to Sam, Harry and Constance individually, hugging and kissing each cheek as a sign of family, affection, welcome and fraternity          

Don Giovanni looked at his Crew Chiefs after the drinking of the mixture. “Do you my Brothers swear before God that this ceremony has taken place and all present have partaken of the ceremony?”           

They answered in unison “Yes, Don Giovanni.”          

“These people as of this day are not only friends of the Family but Blood of our Family. All are to be respected and protected to the death. No one person outside of the Family is ever to know. Capisc?” Don Giovanni Said.            

They again answered in unison “Yes, Don Giovanni.”

           

“Vito, Angelo, a glass of wine for all, that includes you Angelo! Alfredo said.         

“To all the Family, Salute’” Don Giovanni said.            

“Don Giovanni, Con Permissimo Por Favore.” said Angelo.            

“Speak Angelo” The Don said with a half smile on his face.           

“Don Giovanni, I think we should be moving back to the city as the snow is getting deeper. There is already six inches on the ground and it’s going to get worse. Visibility is less than a mile now and decreasing. I suggest that the Crew Wagons take you and Alfredo home and I take our new family home or wherever they wish to go. The coach will be returned to storage tonight if the weather permits.” Angelo stated with a driver's skill and knowledge.           

“Don Giovanni, I agree with Angelo, he speaks good sense.” Alfredo said.

“The three of you make sure we’re ready to go. Alfredo and I will be out shortly.” Don Giovanni said dismissing his Crew Chiefs.            

“Don Giovanni, Alfredo.” Sam broke into the Conversation. “I know we’ll be fine with Angelo. He can take us to the Hotel Inter-Continental. I’ll see to it that if he can’t get home because of driving conditions he too will also have a room at the Inter-Continental; Family takes care of family!”            

“Then it’s all worked out except for one thing. Vito, you will be going with them. Sam and Constance, I and Alfredo will see that you receive the necessary documents concerning Vito. Vincenzo call Alfredo in the early morning.”           

“Don Giovanni, we really are not prepared for Vito’s stay. In fact, we are not prepared for a stay anywhere. We will see that he is made comfortable and taken care of and do realize the trust you have exhibited.” Sam said        

“Good, let us all go so we don’t get trapped in this storm. Bouono Fortuna, to all of you! Remember you are now Family if you have a problem don’t hesitate to call Alfredo or myself.” Don Giovanni said as he was leaving the room going to the front of the coach with Don Giovanni and his people leaving as quickly as he came and just as silently.          

Angelo placed the coach into gear driving toward The Loop as the downtown area of Chicago is called. Angelo was correct in his assumption that the weather was going to get worse. It certainly did. This type of storm was highly unusual for this time of year. Visibility had dropped to a quarter of a mile. Angelo had to decrease speed several times due to accidents or blowing snow.            

The coach finally made it to I-55 north, heading downtown at a brisk pace. Not a word was being spoken by its passengers, each thought of the ramifications of what had transpired tonight. Even Angelo the driver was deep into concentration to keep the coach on the road and to their destination at the Hotel Inter-Continental. Chapter 6         

As the Coach pulled in front of the Hotel Inter-Continental, several people could be seen. One was the manager that Sam knew quite well. The Coach pulled to a halt at the front entrance. Angelo opened the door letting in an icy blast of air and the Hotel Manager.           

“Mr. Levitsky?” She said with a questioning in her Voice.          

“Over here!” Sam said seated at a table near the front of the coach.            

“I'm Sarah the Night Manager, if you don’t mind I’ve taken the liberty of giving your party the Presidential and Vice-Presidential Suites. I’m afraid that we are totally filled as are most of the available rooms in the city.” The manager said.          

“I’m sure that will be fine. Is there an area the MotorCoach can be parked nearby?” Sam said.            

“If your driver won’t mind, one of our Valets will show him where to park. If you’re all ready, you're already checked in as you requested, Mr. Sam Bernstein from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.” She stated with a smile.            

“Honey, I owe you one.” Sam smiled and said.           

“Oh no sir! Your corporate account means a great deal to us. We are pleased to assist you in any way we can.” She said.           

“Angelo, you are going to stay with us! There is no way in hell you’re going to get home. If the storm dies down then you can leave but, not until then. So move the coach where the young lady said to move it.” Sam said          

“Yes Sir! Angelo said with a sigh of relief. Thanking the Almighty that he didn’t have anymore driving to do tonight. He would be safe for the night and telephone Cassandra his wife to say where he was and would be home sometime tomorrow. He also had an important envelope to deliver to these people from Don Giovanni when they were settled into their rooms.          

As the Coach was moved, Sam’s entourage was escorted to a security elevator that serviced the Penthouse areas. The elevator doors opened into a foyer of the very finest of decors. The furnishings were of an Era gone by, but looked very comfortable. The color scheme was pleasant to the eye and not gaudy. It seemed that everyone was pleased to be within its surroundings breathing a sigh of relief.

After a brief tour by the manager, they as a group bid her good night. They were to call on her or the concierge if they required anything either in or out of the hotel at any hour. Vincent, Maria, and Angelo took everyone's coats and hung them up. They decided they didn’t want to go to bed yet. They decided to relax in the living room.           

“Sir” Angelo said softly to Sam, “I was instructed to give this to you by Don Giovanni after taking you to your destination.” Angelo handed a thick manila envelope to Sam. Inside was a hastily hand written letter and transfer papers to the MotorCoach.                            

Dear Sam;

Please read this letter aloud to our Family.

Please accept the MotorCoach as a gift from a grateful Father who also is knowledgeable about Vito’s proclivities. As I said before I would like Constance to mold and shape Vito. I realize I am being Cryptic but I do not want to embarrass mia Bambina.

Constance, I apologize for staring at you today but I could not believe how much you resembled my deceased wife and Vito’s Mother. Henceforth Vito you are to refer to Constance only as Mother and nothing else. You really do resemble Constance in every way. Your mother and Constance could pass as twins if she were alive. Make me prouder of you more than I already am. Those are my commands and wishes. I know it will be difficult for Constance to become a mother of a teenager thusly, but I want Vito to survive and possibly have a family.

Vito, Constance, and Maria, I ask that you leave the room and speak with each other as Mother, Child, and Aunt.

Vito you are to tell Constance and Maria everything, including what you could not speak to me about.

(Do Not Continue Reading Until They Have Left The Room!!!)

Now back to business.

Angelo has been instructed to work closely with Harry and Vincenzo in every way.

Sam, he will swear only loyalty to you just as Vincenzo and Maria. He can be fully trusted!

Vincenzo and Harry, Angelo is now your other arm he has some important features to show you about that MotorCoach that may be of use to you in the future.

One final item, enclosed you will find a ring with the Family Crest on it. You are also instructed that duplicates be made for everyone that attended and family. My request also includes Angelo and his family, Vito, your ex-wife and children. All are to have your initials engraved in them. A copy of the initials is to be given to Alfredo.

If there is a problem of any type, you need to get the ring to Alfredo or me for our help. This ring, if shown to a Brother will also be your protection.

Bouono Fortuna Mia Familia           

“Sam, when the hell did he have time to write that? Considering we were together the whole time.” Harry said.           

“I have seen the Don do several things at one time. So, he must have written it during the meeting. He asked for the Coach Papers when he was leaving, giving them to Alfredo.” Angelo stated.         

“I don’t know about anyone else but, I haven’t slept for over 36 hours and I’m exhausted.” Sam said.           

“Let’s all get some sleep; this has been one hell of a day." Sam said, all in the room had to agree as to what Sam had said.       

"Vincent, you and Maria take the Master Bedroom, Harry and Angelo grab a room." Sam told them.         

Sam couldn't wait to get into a shower and then into bed. He was exhausted! His mind was still swimming! There still was too much information released at one time, too many secrets were revealed. The main problem was protection and now that has been taken care of. Now he felt that he could rest a little easier. Later today would be a day of strategic importance for all concerned. Chapter 7

Sam had taken the shower he wanted and needed so desperately. He walked into the living room bar and poured a brandy nightcap. After taking a sip of the liquor he decided he didn't really want it, leaving it on the bar, going back to his room. He shut the door behind him, climbing into the softness of the bed.       

He had just turned off the light when he heard the light tapping on the bedroom door of a feminine hand. The door slowly opened allowing a voice to drift in.

"Sam, are you still awake; Honey, Constance and I need to speak to you." She said through the barely opened door with an urgency in her voice.        

"Yeah, I'm still up." Sam said, "What's the problem?"

Constance and Maria both entered his room and shut the door with them both sitting on his bed with Connie saying, "Sam, We know you are open minded but, Don Giovanni really is seeking the protection from us for Vito."

"What do you mean?" he said shaking the sleep from his brain. "Is the kid Psycho?"           

"No, no, nothing like that. The child has a unique problem that could get him killed or hurt very badly if some of the Street Soldiers ever found out. The information could also lead to the Don's demise if found out by another Family. It's a real time bomb." Constance said forcefully.          

"Alright, get Angelo, Vincent, and Harry into the living room. We'll all talk about the problem and see if we can rectify it simplistically." Sam said getting up from the bed.

"They're already waiting for you, including Vito." Maria said.

Sam was out of bed and put on the robe the hotel had thoughtfully provided. He padded in his bare feet to see everyone was dressed as he was.        

"Okay, this meeting is now called to order" Sam said facetiously and with a forced smile.        

"Well Sam, to make a long story short. Vito is transgendered or if you prefer a transsexual. The word must have gotten back to Giovanni about Vito's exploits. It was a safely guarded secret since he was 5 years of age. About six months ago he started going out as a female on dates. Are we right in our hypothesis, Angelo?" Constance asked.             

"It was common knowledge at the house. We all knew about Vito. He was always a good kid, but when he started going out on dates that scared Don Giovanni. He was not scared so much for himself but for the kid; the kid was vulnerable and too young. The female staff loves him and still does. Most of the males were afraid of Vito or the loss of their masculinity." Angelo said, after a sip of brandy Angelo continued. "When the Don saw photos of everyone, he noticed Constance immediately and her resemblance as he said in the letter. He decided for the child's safety maybe Constance and Maria might give the kid the mothering and understanding he couldn't give Vito. He wanted you as well as everyone else's protection to give the kid a stable homelife.          

There were also physical changes, Vito thought no one saw those changes nevertheless they were very noticeable. Vito had a breast augmentation done in conjunction with hormone treatments. The physician was coerced into doing it as he is under age. When the child plays Vito, he binds them and becomes vicious. That must really hurt and be psychologically confusing. You see the Don wanted and needed your help too, Sam. If you wouldn't have called him through Vincent, he would have asked to see you."           

Constance broke into the conversation "One thing the Don doesn't know is that Terri or Theresa has had a full Castration done and a bit of cosmetic surgery to create a faux vagina."           

Harry, Vincent, and Angelo had a look of pain on their faces, while Sam's face remained passive saying, "I have to think about this ongoing situation as well as other matters. Constance would you mind if Terri slept in your room tonight?" Sam said.        

"Well Sam, I guess that’s what mothers are for to support and love their children. Right?" She said with a smile. Terri the former Vito jumped up and gave Constance and Maria a hug and kiss.          

Vincent gave the expression of being hurt and said, "Hey Terri, What about your Uncles don't we deserve anything?" Terri went to each one of them, hugging and kissed them.            

"Well, that's one problem out of the way. I want some sleep, Good Night." Sam said and went to bed.            

All the others followed Sam’s lead, following him to their own rooms for what was left of the night. Everyone managed to have a fitful sleep during their rest period. Sam started stirring about noon while everyone else was already up. Constance brought in a cup of coffee to Sam, which seemed to totally invigorate him. He got out of bed and put on his robe to go into the living room.          

"Maria and Vincent ordered breakfast for all of us. The snow stopped, there's about 16 inches on the ground with more coming. I called Alfredo about 10:00AM. He'll be here about 2:00PM. I called Abraham the Jeweler. He will be here at 1:00PM for the fittings no matter how much snow there is. Vincent, Harry, and Angelo are in the MotorCoach; Grandma took Terri shopping to get some suitable attire. At 4:00PM Mother, Grandma, and Terri are going to get the Works at the Beauty Parlor." Constance said with a smile.           

"Well Mom you've been a very busy girl already. You've already booked me solid as usual. I don't even have time to defecate." Sam said with a twinkle in his eye. As Sam was getting up from the table to get more coffee, Harry, Angelo, and Vincent returned. All three were talking at an excited pace.           

"Sam, that isn't a MotorCoach, It's a damn WarWagon. It'll put that Aston Martin in the James Bond Movies to shame. It's a Gadget Freaks dream! According to the specs it can take multiple anti tank rocket hits all at once. It's bomb proof and that's just the tip of it. It really is an ingeniously engineered machine." Harry was saying speaking excitedly as a child would speak of a new toy. The Motor Coach was a magnificent piece of engineering. However, the specifications didn't tell the whole truth.

"Harry, Angelo, I want that Coach registered out of state and incorporated as an out of state business. I don't want a paper trail to me or anyone associated to me. Add additional security 24 hours a day and make sure where it's kept and that the building remains secure." Sam told them.            

"Sam, that monster is going to stick out like a sore thumb by itself. I suggest that we buy out a company that either manufactures them or leases those Coaches. Harry said.

"I agree with you, have Constance start doing the research on the project. There are no geographic considerations as to where the company is located or capitalization requirements. Just remember I am not to be placed on the Board of Directors. If you need assistance Constance and Vincent are available. Do not use Josh or his legal team. Also make Angelo Vice President and the General Manager of the operation." Sam said.           

As they were speaking, Terri and Grandma walked in with Four Bellmen who followed, loaded down with packages. Terri looked remarkable wearing a stylish women's business skirt suit in gray with a white shell and gray sling back pumps. She was extremely beautiful and impeccably dressed as a young woman that looked far beyond her years in age with her hair free and loose. There was no more Vito, just Terri, very happy seeming to be at peace with herself and everyone else.          

Terri went to each person placing a kiss on his or her cheeks and giving them a hug. This was a different person who earlier that day would have shot them and tried to act so macho in front of them. This was to impress his father or hide his secret.           

"Uncle Sammy, May I speak to you in private?" Terri asked as the eyebrows of all those present went up hearing Terri calling Sam, Uncle Sammy. They all thought he was going to explode in a fit of anger. No one ever called him that, not even Elaine! Constance was going to say something to that effect but decided not to; instead Sam acted as though it was an everyday occurrence that someone called him Sammy.

"Sure Terri. Do you want your Mom to come also?" Sam said.         

"I changed my mind, what I have to say can be said in front of everyone here. I was very angry when I heard what my father was doing to me. At the reading of that note, I was very embarrassed, now I understand the reasoning. Everyone spoke to me this morning while you were sleeping; I've decided to go back to High School and finish. Mother is going to find a private school for me to attend; if the schools don't want me then it will be a tutor. She and Grandma have also set down the ground rules as to chores, dating, curfew, school, and anything else they could think of. In my former life, I know I would have rebelled. Now, I will comply with no argument. Thank you Uncle Sammy and everyone for this chance and being so warm and kind in your acceptance of me." Terri smiled and kissed Sam.           

Sam looked surprised and grabbed Terri's hand tenderly saying, "Honey, obey the rules, listen to the adults and do your best in school when you go, Okay?" Sam said speaking to Terri, as he would with his own children. He even gave her a peck on the cheek.       

"Maria, Constance, who by the way paid for the shopping trip today?" Sam inquired.         

"Constance and I decided that we all needed a few changes of clothes. They were placed on the Corporate Charge Card." Maria said.          

"I would like you to take Harry and Vincent to get the Limo and Suburban. Then take the Coach back to storage. Harry, please arrange for an Armed Security Team for the Coach, I want no one near it for any reason except for any of us; they will also remain if the Coach goes out. No married persons on any detail and comfortable casual clothing, several sets are to be brought with them. I don't want them to attract attention. Vincent, please take Angelo home after securing the Coach. Angelo, Vincent will come and pick you up tomorrow morning at 8:00AM. Harry, are you carrying a gun?" Sam said.           

"No Sam" Harry replied.          

"Get one, bring in another team for executive security detail. I want two armed security persons for each person here along with four wheel drive vehicles for escort." Sam said with Harry leaving the room to use his Cell Phone with Sam continuing saying, "Vincent, when you return, take the ladies shopping. Ladies, shop until you pass out from exhaustion, here are my Credit Cards make sure you get a complete wardrobe for Terri. Get her whatever she may need or want, casual, school, and dressy. For winter coats take her and yourselves to Evans Furriers and use my name. No Russian Sables! Oh, in addition, get whatever catches your eyes for yourselves. Make sure you make your Salon appointments and have fun. By the way we're all going out to dinner tonight so you better be dressed for it and please pickup suitable clothing for us also." Sam said smirking while all Vincent could do was have the look of a man condemned to a fate worse then death.           

"What hell are you frowning for? I have to go also remember." Harry said to Vincent, suddenly a smile brightened Vincent's face when he realized he was not the only one to be tortured by the women.          

"Well get going, we have a great deal to do." Sam said with authority in his voice. All the men departed for their assigned duties taking the elevator to the lobby as Sam said, "Constance, call the manager to make arrangements for the other penthouse suites on this floor for our Security Teams. When they arrive, get them settled. Could you handle the business with Abraham when he arrives? I really have to lie down for a nap, wake me for Alfredo, Please" Sam said with Constance tilting her head saying, "If you wish I could handle everything with Alfredo too, after all it concerns my daughter."           

Sam smiled at her saying, "No, I think I should be alright by then. Call the office and tell Rosemary to call all my messages and tell them I will return their calls by Wednesday."          

Sam entered the bedroom and lay down on the bed. There was something gnawing thought at the back of his mind that he had inadvertently forgotten something he was to do. He suddenly remembered he had promised to call Elaine this afternoon. Picking up the telephone, dialing her number with Elaine answering the telephone on the third ring.

"Hello Honey, how are you and the kids?" Sam Said.           

"Sam, what is going on? I have several very large men in my house and more outside watching the house. The house, car, and telephone were checked for listening devices. When I took the kids to school they followed and stayed with the kids. They said you sent them. Is that true?" Elaine said agitatedly.           

"Yes Elaine, they were sent by me through Harry. They're there for you and the children's protection. Please be tolerating, this is one of the precautions that I explained to you" Sam said.          

"Darling, the children and I have been talking. This armed camp in our house, with so little space does not achieve very much privacy. We were thinking that at the end of the school term we would like to move back to Chicago. The Children miss the city and so do I. To be quite honest all of us miss you tremendously. Would you accept us back as a family again? What I mean is could we try to get back together as a family?" Elaine said, upon hearing this news Sam let out a very loud whoop of joy with the noise bringing Constance, Maria, and Terri into the room with concerned looks on their faces but not saying a word of speech.           

With a very large grin Sam said," Honey, just tell me the date and I'll make all the arrangements. Do you want to stay at the Mansion or for me to lease something temporarily for you?"          

"I already found a place in the John Hancock Center Condo's. It's perfectly suited for us and is very close to the Mansion. It even has a tremendous view of Lake Michigan." Elaine said.          

"That's fabulous!" Sam said Happily. "Tell the Realtor to send the paperwork and closing information to Constance or Joshua, consider it yours, Sweetheart."

"The closing is scheduled for December 1st, we'll be moved in by the 10th, and you're taking us out to dinner on the 11th, along with everyone." Elaine said.           

"Elaine, Constance is here and wants to speak to you." Sam said as he handed the telephone over to Constance asking if she could speak to Elaine freely. Sam nodded yes to her, leaving the room to get something to drink. Returning to the room it was now Maria's turn speaking to Elaine. Maria was telling her all about Terri, the events of the day of the early morning hours, Constance's new motherhood along with anything else that came to mind. Finally they said good-bye; the telephone was passed back to Sam saying, "Sam, you never cease to amaze me with your sense of compassion for the human spirit; at least the children will have another friend and cousin in Terri when we get there, as to anything else, we will talk about it when we are together. Honey, I really have to go, the children get out of school early today and I have to get their school records. I love you and so do the children." Elaine said           

"Honey, I love all of you also, as to Terri, it was either life or a possible death sentence and she is a really enchanting young lady. She'll be even better when Aunt Elaine gets through with her working her magic." Sam said with love in his voice.         

"I felt so badly that the children were staying here over Thanksgiving; at least you now know why now. I'm sorry for the deception, we just wanted to surprise you." Elaine said.           

"That’s all right, you're all forgiven. If possible, I would like to come and get all of you. Would that be alright?" Sam said.                

"Darling you know it would be. I want to spend a little time with you; I know the children would too. Let's plan on the 5th, although I hope sooner, Okay?" Elaine said in her musical voice.

"Then it's a date Sweetheart, don't forget to tell the kids. I love you so very much, I'll let you go, and we'll be together again soon, Good Bye Honey." Sam said as he hung up the telephone. Sam stared at the telephone for a number of minutes. This was the first time in months that he was in a joyful mood. His depression seemed to disappear, he felt whole again. All his worries were placed to the wayside. The prospect of reuniting with Elaine and the children was something he had wanted for a very long time, finally it looked like it may occur.           

Suddenly his telephone rang. It was Sam's secretary Rosemary, at the office, "I'm sorry to disturb you Mr. Levitsky. Mr. Fujiko Osato just telephoned; he arrived from Singapore two days ago. He would like you to telephone him; he said it is most urgent. He's staying at The Drake Hotel and will be expecting your call." Sam thanked her and said he would call that afternoon.     

Sam decided he was thirsty again and hungry. He went out to the living room and saw Abraham his friend and jeweler. He was the person that designed and created Elaine's and his wedding rings. He also created her engagement ring based on his own designs; Abraham was a Master Craftsman in his craft.          

"Shalom Abraham, it is good to see you again after such a long time." Sam said.           

"Shalom Samuel, It's good to see you." Abraham said hugging his old friend with Sam saying, "Has Constance spoken to you and what needs to be done?"           

"Yes, I have the ring, it should be no trouble. They'll be ready in six to eight weeks."         

"Yes my friend, but I need them done quickly; is there any possible way? Sam asked.

"As it is because we are friends, I have given you the best price I could at $6500.00 for each ring. The price is high because of the matching Diamonds and Rubies in the setting. Ah such remarkable craftsmanship." Abraham said.      

"Sam, I need to speak to you immediately." Constance said forcefully with Sam saying, "Excuse me one moment Abraham while I confer with Constance"        

"Sam" She whispered in his ear "Abraham had to move out of the Maller's Building. When he moved he lost over eighty percent of his business. He needs liquid capital to get a better location and rehire his old employees.

"Write out a Cheque for One Hundred Thousand and call Bryan to arrange a letter of credit for one million dollars for him, backed by me personally."  Sam told her.           

"Abraham, Constance has just been told to write out a Bank Draft for the money. Please go to my bank and ask to see Bryan my banker a few blocks over; please go there after leaving here." Sam said to his long time friend grabbing his arm. Constance entered the room with the Cheque and an envelope handing it to Sam with Sam in turn handing it to Abraham; just placing both the Cheque and envelope into the pocket of his shirt without checking it.         

"Sam, I thank you for your business and your trust. You will have the product the first week of December, you have my word" Abraham said with sincerity and friendship. They all shook hands in parting with Constance escorting Abraham to the elevator. Sam suddenly remembered he was in need of food and drink saying, "Mom is there anything to eat up here other than Hotel Snacks." He asked Maria while grabbing a Pepsi from the Fridge.              

"Terri and I just ordered lunch for all of us including Harry, Vincent and Angelo. It should be here shortly and so should they." Maria said.

"Mom I'm so pissed at you for last night, why didn't you ever tell me that Giovanni was your Uncle? Why didn't Vincent tell me he was Made? What about Alfredo? Why all the secrecy from me? You know I wouldn't disclose anything you said." Sam said with feeling of hurt in his eyes. Maria had tears in her eyes saying; "I can't really say anything for myself except I am sorry. In Vincent's Case, it was a vow of Omerta, as far as my brother, we have been separated most of our lives. When we see each other, although we are blood he is very distant, I hope now things will change, the same holds true for Giovanni. In some cases, it is as if women do not exist except for sex, housekeeping chores, bearing and taking care of the children; the only exception is our Vincent. Last night I took my life in my hands speaking out to Giovanni like I did. I spoke the truth; you are Vincent and my son. We do love you, Elaine, and the children very much. You are our family and now you are Blood to us, bound by old Sicilian law and tradition, do you understand now?"            

Sam went to Maria and took her into his arms, planting a loving kiss on her forehead saying, " I spoke the truth revealing my innermost thoughts, you've all stood by me under every situation I have gotten myself into; only family does that, not employees."          

Suddenly Terri walked in saying, "Is everything Okay Uncle Sammy, Auntie Maria? I thought I heard raised voices." as she was going to the fridge for a Pepsi with Maria saying, "No Honey, everything is fine now, your uncle and I had to discuss some family matters." Maria noticed that Terri was now attired in simple casual clothing of jeans, blouse and flats.           

"What family matters?" Alfredo asked as he, Harry, Constance and Vincent walked into the room. They were accompanied by what seemed an army of Bellmen bringing into the suite a multitude of steamer trunks. Everyone greeted the personage warmly as a family should. Constance told the Bellmen to put the trunks anywhere they could find room including the other suites on the floor. She gave each of the Bellmen a gratuity as they departed the Suite.           

While the Bellmen departed, Room Service arrived bringing trays of luncheon primarily Italian meats, cheeses, breads, salads, and a variety of other foods and beverages. Sam this time signed for the food adding a generous gratuity before they left. Everyone started filling their plates, sitting down at the dining room table. For some reason no one had beer or wine, they all had soft drinks.           

"It's good to see you again Alfredo, I hope we see more of you in the future, your sister really misses you." Sam said.           

Alfredo was relaxed and grinned saying, "I know Sam, and I've been catching hell from Vincent all the way up the elevator; you have to remember my way of life and position, I can also see my sister's side of the coin. Maria and Vincent my apologies to the both of you for not making myself more available to you."          

"Al, Please, you are my brother! You have a responsibility to me as your sister; do not be the heartless Son Of A Bitch you are on the street. I warn you Al; don't play games with my intelligence! You are not going to cause any problems for anyone you can’t always be protected either by La Familia or ourselves."         

"Maria, I said I was sorry please accept it as I said before." He said in a warning tone in his voice with Maria suddenly getting up from the table went to her brother and slapped him on the back of the head very hard almost making him swallow the entire sandwich he was eating. She then bent down, kissing him on the cheek with her arms hugging him.          

"Never, I say never, piss off a Sicilian woman; that is why I never married; Maria just proved my point." Alfredo said with a smile, kissing his sister in return.          

"By the way, Terri you look absolutely stunning! You're Father will be pleased as this is how you should have been born and raised. Your Mother and Aunt as well as all of us will always be here for you, be proud you are a woman now, and be a very pretty and proud Sicilian woman. Those cases contain your entire new and previously hidden wardrobe. All of the clothing of your previous life has been given away; there is no turning back anymore. Listen to these people; gain their knowledge, and the knowledge at school. Have your surgery, find a good man, marry him and adopt many Bambino for your Mommas, Poppa, and the Family." Alfredo said with love and concern in his voice.          

"Alfredo, I didn't know you were a philosopher." Harry said with a smile and a laugh.          

"Harry, all Sicilians are philosophers and most of us have brown eyes because of a high shit factor." Alfredo said laughing with the friendly banter at the table continuing for the rest of the meal. Everyone throwing good-natured jibes at each other, they truly became a family that day; they were to become even closer in the months to come.

The meal had finally ended with them all helping to clear the table. Alfredo lifted a very large briefcase placing it on the table and opening it, he removed a manila envelope and handed it to Constance saying, "Constance, Why didn't you tell anyone you're a descendent of Italian parentage? You were born in San RemoItaly, brought to the States as a baby at six months old; you are a Naturalized Citizen. Is that why you speak Italian so well? Alfredo asked.

"I really didn't think it was important, moreover, yes it is, how did you find out?" Constance asked with Alfredo Continuing by saying, "Well to begin with, we have a copy of your Birth Certificate, Naturalization Papers and Marriage License. I also have copies of the Birth Certificates and Death Certificates of your husband, daughter, momma and poppa. We also have the ten Birth Certificates of your Deceased Daughter’s Twin, Theresa Bianca DeLuca-Flemming and copies of Terri's school records, the originals have also been changed to reflect her new status." Alfredo handed the papers to Constance with a smile he beamed to her and Terri; Sam gave an approving nod of his head.          

"How in the world did you manage to get these in such a short amount of time? I mean everything looks so authentic." Constance said, looking at the papers unbelieving what she was seeing with Alfredo saying with a smile, "They are authentic, officially, you are Terri's Mother. It can't be disputed anywhere. Terri, if you give your Mother any problems remember you have all of us to contend with as my blood, be a good girl and show respect! Remember, if you show respect you get respect."           

"Sam, I'm afraid that I have some bad news for you. Through some of our contacts, we've learned that there are five elected officials, which are out for your ass. It appears it had to do with you selling some computer systems and software to the Russians several years ago. When the idiots found out about the shipment, it was too late. The Russians already had possession of the equipment. These fools never bothered to realize that the equipment was obsolete, as was the software. Because of that, several civil servants were demoted; a Director of an Intelligence Agency was fired, and the president reamed out five other officials.           

These people were pissed not because the equipment got through; they were pissed that they didn't get their cut of the profits. They have a Vendetta not against your company but against you! My suggestion would be to run like hell, as they will hurt you any possible way they can. These men don't have any honor they're trash." Alfredo said in remorse.           

"Alfredo you know I can't run, I've already started the ball rolling on this end. If I have to do Prison Time, then I will. That’s why I came to you." Sam Said.         

"Holy Shit! Now the picture is becoming clear about the Bug. That piece of equipment can only be used with the permission of a Deputy Director of Intelligence or Operations. They're the only ones that have the manpower or facilities to operate it." Harry chimed in with Alfredo nodding his head saying, "Damn, now I knew there was a reason you're blood now; by the way you're not as dumb as you look, Harry."         

Alfredo reached into his case again, handing several DVD jewel cases to Harry saying, "These are all the operating and technical manuals for the Coach. They can be read from any Computer Word Processor. These DVD's will show the active and passive onboard control systems in actual operation. The Coach is State of the Art in its electronics and weapon systems; many of the components come from your companies. The Coach was designed to be sold as a military anti-terrorist vehicle. The vehicle was to be used out of this country, primarily South America, Europe, and the Middle East.          

The company entity is totally legitimate with origins in Canada and Mexico. Here are the incorporation papers making all of you the owners including Elaine but excluding Sam for obvious reasons. This packet contains the Deeds to the buildings and manufacturing and assembly plants in Canada and Mexico. The Feds don't even have an inkling that it's around, if they did, every known and unknown Fed Agency would be after it. It's one hell of a rolling arsenal as you'll find out."         

"Thank You Alfredo and please thank Giovanni. I think it may be another piece for our puzzle, to keep the Feds from enacting the Rico Statute against me. The only question is how much of a cut do the companies have to turn over to La Familia?" Sam said.           

"This is payment owed to all of you by Giovanni for Terri, he is indebted to you and will always be as will I be forever in your debt." Alfredo said.           

"Well family, I have to leave, I have a couple more matters to attend to. Thank you for the lunch and the conversation, as I think this was an early Christmas present for all of you. Please keep in touch and keep a low profile." Angelo said as he was getting up from the table with Vincent and Maria walked with Alfredo escorting him to the lobby. Not a word was spoken by anyone left in the Dining Room. Sam thought that they might be still trying to comprehend everything that had transpired. Sam suddenly remembered he had to place a telephone call to Mr. Osato leaving the Dining Room to his bedroom.

Chapter 8      

Sam relaxed in a chair, picking up the room telephone. He dialed the operator in the Hotel saying, "Please connect me with the Drake, The parties name is Mr. Fuji Osato." Sam asked the operator. A soft-spoken English accented gentleman answered on the first ring of the telephone.         

"Fuji, it was a pleasant surprise to receive your phone call, I received your message about an hour ago." Sam said,         

Sam had had many business dealings with Mr. Osato; he preferred to be called Fuji by his friends. Fuji had helped to put many financial packages together to purchase various electronic concerns worldwide bringing the companies and the patents to Asia. Fuji had also financed Sam's first take over.

Those companies were ripe for the Corporate Raiders such as Sam. With the unlimited financial backing of the Asian influence and Sam's corporate knowledge, they were unstoppable in the business world. Many of the companies that were raided, a large percentage of the jobs wound up overseas, in Asia primarily. Those companies had been stripped of their dignity and identity. The funds wound up in Sam's Company, Bryan's Bank and in the pockets of Giovanni, Fuji and his people.

The so-called Corporate Poison Pill had never worked with Fuji and Sam in their partnership. They always got the Prize; the Prize was the Corporation they were after along with the Heads of the Board of Directors.          

“Sam, it is good to hear your voice again. Since I was passing through Chicago I decided to let you know I was here at the Drake.” Fujiko Osato said with a reverence in his voice for his friend.         

“I’m glad you telephoned me. I hope all is well? “ Sam said.          

“All is quite well, I received your report on the deal. You have our full support financially at anytime.” Fujiko Osato said.          

“Fuji, I have a proposition for you, would it be possible for you to meet me at Hotel Inter-Continental in about an hour? I have some people I want you to meet. I also have another matter to discuss.” Sam said.         

“Sure Sam, I’m on my way, I will see you shortly.” Fujiko Osato said.         

“I’m in the Presidential Suite. We’ll be expecting you.” Sam said replacing the telephone. He went back to the Dining room where Harry was still seated with Vincent going through the voluminous materials that was left in their care.    

“Could either of you get in contact with Angelo? If you can see if he could be available with the Coach in two hours although preferably less, have him notify us when he’s parked in front. I feel this snow is nothing for that coach.” Sam said.       

“I have all his numbers Sam. What's going on?” Vincent said.     

“You’re not going to believe this but Fuji is in town and on his way here from the Drake. I want both of you present at this meeting; I think we’re going to need his contacts in Japan, Taiwan, Australia, Malaysia, Singapore, and China to manufacture some of the electronics for the Coach, however, we need Angelo and the Coach here." Sam said.        

“I’ll telephone him immediately.” Harry said.

“Uncle Sammy, Grandma, Mother and I are leaving now. Mother and Grandma said we should be back this evening they said to make sure you all eat while we are gone. They also said there are going to be some very singed and blistered Charge Cards; to paraphrase Mother, They be smokin'.”       

“Oh Shit! I remember the last time those two said that was in New York when we had to hire a 40 foot semi-truck and driver.” Vincent said.         

“Better rent a moving van to follow them. Matter of fact better call the front desk and rent another floor, Sam.” Harry teased.         

“Grandma also said we are going to see Abraham and wanted to know if you wanted anything.” Terri said.

“As a matter of fact, have her purchase a gift for Mr. Osato, Please tell them to make Abraham’s their first stop and return, also tell them to call Chicago Limousine to get as many deluxe vehicles or vans as needed for your use.” Sam said giving Terri a peck on the cheek, causing her to blush.

“Angelo, called me on the Cell Phone, he’ll be here. He said his wife is a little peeved that he was going out again, she thinks it’s another woman.” Vincent said with a laugh.        

“Well if that’s what she thinks let's give it to her, call Maria and Constance to pick up two-dozen long stem Roses and gifts at Abraham’s, for Angelo, and for his wife, as a thank you from me, also stop at a toy store for their kids. Have her make sure about the Limos to pick them up there, take them for the rest of their shopping, to Abraham’s and then to Angelo’s Home. Get two of their deluxe cars also for the security team. Please tell Mom to have Terri get out and deliver the gifts to his wife and have the driver help with the toys for the kids. Tell Mom to make sure it’s his wife and no one else. Have them both tell Terri to be a quintessential Sex Kitten, a real Bimbo, make the poor woman feel very uncomfortable. Then give her the gifts and leave, tell them to keep their mouths shut, no explanations.” Sam said with an impish grin on his face.     

All three of the co-conspirators laughed at the impending prank of their new colleague. Sam was not only sure, he was positive that the girls would do as he requested. Someone was going to pay for this prank; Sam knew it was going to be him. Payback isn’t a Bitch it’s a Mother Fucker; he thought to himself; as the telephone rang making Sam return to reality. Harry answered it, telling the front desk to send the person up.        

Harry contacted the security team in the foyer to allow Mr. Osato into the Suite as soon as he arrived. As the trio was discussing, the Coach Fuji Osato entered the Suite, Sam heard him and hurried to his location.    

When the two men met, they exchanged warm greetings with each other; Vincent and Harry quickly joined them. After the introductions were made, Sam took control of the meeting as Fuji was told of the impending investigation going all the way to the MotorCoach and Assembly Plants. The only item excluded was Terri's origin.

Fuji remained quiet for several minutes to digest all the information that Sam had given him. Fuji was an analytical type of man that always spoke the truth with no riddles. He was also the type that after analyzing the information would give you a complete analysis of any type of situation saying, “Sam, You’re going to be gone for a while if they continue the investigation, these are not pleasant people you’re dealing with. I think it would be wise to divest and liquidate your holdings to the people you have mentioned. I can also sense you do trust them. If that is the true case I can arrange for confidential banking accounts if you wish without leaving a paper or electronic trail. If this is what you want, have Brian contact me, the quicker the better.

The gift that you received from your Sicilian friends is a very viable commodity. I think we should pursue it further; the manufacturing of the electronics is no problem. The assembly of the components and exportation from Canada to Mexico is no problem and neither is the final assembly. The percentage of profit is considerably large.” Fuji said with intensity just as Vincent’s Cell Phone rang. He answered the call, said a few words and ended the call; he nodded his head to Sam to signify the coach had arrived.

“Fuji would you like to see the Coach? Sam asked.        

“Yes, I would!” Fuji said non-committally.     

“The Designer and Engineer is waiting for us with the Coach in front.” Sam said

“Let’s not keep him waiting, this is more intriguing than some of the deals we’ve put together.” Fuji said.

Chapter 9

“What kind of Bullshit are you trying to pull? That’s just a normal bus conversion!” Fuji said as they departed the hotel foyer doors.          

“O Ye Of Little Faith! Please come with us Fuji.” Sam said, as they all neared the Coach the door opened. You could just barely make out Angelo sitting at the driver's console. While they entered, Angelo greeted them saying “Welcome Aboard the Coach or WarWagon the as we call it.”         

“I still don’t see anything different than what you would see in bus conversions.” Fuji said, just as he made that comment Angelo programmed a series of numbers into a panel mounted by the driver’s console. The lights turned red, the door quickly closed, a second panel dropped into place in front of the door as well as the whole Coach enclosing them into a cocoon melding into the paneling.

Several more control panels came into view from the above head storage compartments with more panels opening from the walls. Several LCD Computer Displays appeared from tables. A Heads Up Display or HUD was displayed in the driver's windshield. A LCD Panel by the driver showed Real Time images of all sides of the “Coach”. Several banks of red and green lights appeared above Angelo’s head. They reminded Sam of a Weapon Status Board on some Naval Ships that Naval Personnel called it a Christmas Tree. Not a sound could be heard from the busy street outside.       

“As you were saying, sir.” Angelo said to Fuji.        

Fuji was standing in the aisle with his mouth open in disbelief; he slowly sat down in a chair facing one of the LCD Panels. The seat sensors noticed a human presence in it and immediately strapped Fuji in for his safety; this totally took Fuji by surprise, almost panicking him.        

“Don’t be alarmed that was developed as a safety precaution, press the center button of the console in front of you and it will release the harness. Please don't press any other buttons. You're sitting at the weapons console and it is armed.” Angelo said.

Fuji pressed the center button and was released immediately from the restraints; jumping from the seat as if he was shot from a cannon saying. “My apologies I took this vehicle at face value not considering it might be like a silk worm that turns into a butterfly. Such a Metamorphosis I have never seen in my life.” Fuji said humbly bowing to them all.        

“This is the prototype, about 95% of the bugs have been worked out. Everything is selectively Voice Activated or Computer Touch Screen including Electronic Systems, weapons selection, control, and firing of weapons. We have an air filtration and re-circulation systems similar to modern submarine technology. The Power Plant is a dual Supercharged Detroit Diesel capable of 125 miles per hour with airfoils and Canards down and locked at sustained speeds of excess of 72 hours. It has two 50,000-watt generators backed up with Solar Panels embedded into the skin. We carry over 400 gallons of Diesel Fuel, 100 gallons of propane and 500 gallons of water. At this moment, I am seeking alternative propulsion measures. We have ESM, ECM, and ECCM. That means we can listen passively without being caught on any frequency in the electronic spectrum. We can actively interfere with any electronic signal. We can also be invisible to any electronic signal that is actively hunting us. We can also generate false electronic emissions or Target Signatures or Acquisitions. The Coach is a Traffic Cops nightmare.         

The Coach is Bullet Proof; it can take multiple direct hits from 105mm Howitzers, 5 inch 50 caliber Naval Deck Guns, RPG, Surface to Surface and Air to Surface Missiles with no damage to the skin, chassis, or tires. Twenty pounds of C-4 explosives can't even put a dent into the skin. This is due to Kevlar, Plastics, and High Strength Metal and graphite Alloys. It is also truly Fire Proof; in testing the materials we used Napalm and ignited it with White Phosphorus, we even tried Magnesium. Although the outside temperature was beyond most metals melting points this vehicle, system, and weapons still functioned flawlessly; even with the cooling systems off.         

Fire Control of Missiles is primarily LASER or self-seeking SMART Technology (search Passive/Active and Destroy). These are camouflaged and designed into the roof area. There are a total of 20 GE mini electric cannons, Super Induced Excimer Chemical and Gas Lasers, as a back up we added several flame-throwers that are concealed around the Coach as an anti personnel measure. These are located around the perimeter of the vehicle. Puff was nothing compared to this Dragon, This Dragon has real fangs that drip poison, flame and death.        

The Brains of this system are four duel processor motherboards with eight AMD Athlon processors rated above two Gigahertz that are overdriven in clock speed. Each system has Fifty Terabytes of Random Access Memory and five fifty TB Hard Disk Drives. The nice thing is it has an Artificial Intelligence and will learn. All Systems are networked into a two, twenty bay R.A.I.D.s (Redundant Array of Inexpensive Disks) that contain optical drives for storage to share and store information rapidly.        

As the technology develops so will the hardware changes. The electronics were designed to use common Off the Shelf components. No specialty parts are used to ensure that we do not have manufacturer Down Times.         

It can carry 20 personnel at Weapons or Assault Stations or can be handled just by the driver. The Personal Armory contains not one projectile weapon; all individual weapons are portable Lasers similar to those mounted on the perimeter of the Coach but with a longer range with a smaller dispersal area; to use the Motto of the U.S. Marine's Reconnaissance units; Swift, Silent, and Deadly.         

IF someone was to attempt to tamper or commandeer the vehicle, there is a State of the Art Fail-Safe System; that system releases a form of gas that indisposes the personnel attempting to steal it in the form of Black Tear Gas. Arming and disarming is by voice command with an alphanumerical sequence, it can also measure the amount of stress rendered if someone were to try to hijack it.

The Driver can as well activate the internal system and be fully protected by an additional Cocoon thereby rendering the attackers unconscious by the gas that is discharged. The gas will render the attackers useless for 72 hours or until an antidote is given.” Angelo said, as if he had practiced this sales pitch before.

Everyone could tell he was proud of this vehicle. He spoke of it as if it was his child and it was!

You could see on their faces that Sam and Fuji were amazed as to the primary capabilities of the vehicle. The Feds and the Military would have multiple orgasms to acquire it at any cost.          

"Angelo, put this Coach back to Cruise Mode." Sam said        

"This is the most impressive vehicle I have ever seen." Fuji said and continued with excitement, "Angelo when you go to Red Alert Mode is it noticeable from the outside of the Coach?"         

"Not in the least, sir; that is why I chose a self-darkening type of Aircraft Acrylic, it's also projectile proof. The driver can use the Optics, Monitors, Computer or the HUD to steer." Angelo said without hesitation.        

"One further item. We found out while applying the exterior panels that we could manipulate light frequency prismatically, thereby changing the skin coloring by sending a low electrical current through the panels. With some more experimentation, I believe we could render this Coach close to invisible to the naked eye or blending into the scenery." Angelo said smiling at the accomplishment.        

"Holy Shit!" Harry exclaimed, "That's an accomplishment that the military hasn't even come close to achieving; an almost true manmade chameleon."         

"Harry, I want the security team doubled when the Coach gets back to the barn. I want only unmarried trusted personnel! Angelo, please train the two team leaders how to use the security devices and nothing else." Sam said.      

"Gentlemen, this vehicle has great potential on the open market. If it is left here in the U.S., I feel it will be confiscated in the name of national security. If it is left here, it must remain a closely guarded secret. I think doubling the security is a very prudent idea." Fuji said.

"The storage and lab areas are virtually impregnable from unauthorized entry and with the security teams added, a mouse couldn't fart without being shot or fried." Angelo stated smiling.

"Sam I have to agree with Angelo about security, the systems are all state of the art, Angelo built most of them. I still don't know what the hell they do. I really pity the poor bastards that try to get into the barn without authorization." Harry said with conviction.         

"Okay, I'll take your words for it but if something happens I'll have both of your asses or what's left of them." Sam said emphatically.       

Suddenly there was a knock at the door of the Coach; they saw it was a Chicago Police Officer, a Captain no less. Angelo opened the door to allow him to enter with the cop saying, "I'm sorry but you're going to have to move this vehicle, you're parked in a Loading Zone. If it's not moved, I'll have to write a parking citation and have it towed. Is there a reason that there are no vehicle plates on this vehicle?"          

Before anyone could say, anything Harry spoke saying, "Timmy is that you?       

"Harry, you old Sonofabitch! I thought it was you I saw. You're really coming up into the world aren't you?" The Cop said with a smile for an old friend.         

"What the hell are you doing back in uniform pounding a Beat? And as a Captain." Harry said in a jovial manner.        

"Oh nuthin' much; I pissed off a State Senator, an Alderman, a church pastor, and a church congregation. I arrested a church going puke for being a pedophile and raping a young boy, I'm on punishment duty for the next two months." The Cop said sorrowfully.

"Did the case stick?" Harry asked.          

"You bet it did! He's at Statesville doing three to five being some Gangbangers girlfriend." The Cop said happily.       

"Why take the punishment when you could retire. What do you have in 25 or 30 years in?" Harry said already knowing the Cops answer.          

"I've got 32 years in. Who the Hell is going to hire an almost retired, divorced, ex Sex Crimes Cop? Are you still with the Company as a Field Spook? The Cop stated.

         

"No! Harry works for me. I'll hire you if you could be a good Baby Sitter for executives, starting is $85,000 a year plus benefits and retention of your firearm, no grandstanding. You'll be part of a security team that takes their orders from Harry." Sam said to the Cop in a matter of fact way.

         

"I can put in my paperwork and be ready tomorrow morning. I have about two month's vacation and sick time on the Books. Where and when do you want me to report?" Timmy said.

         

"Harry will call you, casual clothes, no firearm, come to this hotel, the Presidential Suite. Harry will tell the front desk to let you up, issue you a firearm and fill out the paperwork when you arrive." Sam said with a smile.

         

"One other thing, see that man behind the wheel? You will be with him at all times. His name is Dr. Angelo Sorrentino or Angelo to us. You will be his Right Hand and his Left Hand 24-7. Also no more doughnuts, you're on a diet." Sam said in a friendly manner.

The Cop introduced himself to all, " My full name is Timothy Aloysius O'Malley but everyone calls me Timmy. I better get going so I can Pull the Plug. I'll see you all tomorrow morning and thank you for the job.

         

"What the fuck do I need a baby sitter for? Are you out of your fucking mind hiring a Cop especially with our ties." Angelo said angrily.

         

"Angelo, I worked with him previously on several assignments prior to working for Sam. He's intelligent, quick, doesn't like murderers, rapists, baby fuckers or the Feds. He can smell a Politician, Cop, or Fed several miles away. He has a direct pipeline to City Hall, the Police Department, all the way to Washington. He has done favors for the Family and his disposition is similar to yours, just plain nasty and rotten." Harry said trying to make Angelo angry.

         

"Harry you're a complete fuckin' asshole! If I have to comply, I will! I'll give you my complete cooperation." He said resignedly and scowling.

"Angelo, I want him trained on the systems of the Coach. He is to be your back-up and system operator. No Arguments!" Sam said with finality.

"Vincent, What's your problem? Why are you so quiet?" Sam asked his adopted father with Vincent saying cautiously, "I was a little concerned about the cop at first but if Harry vouches for the guy then I guess it's all right. However, I think Angelo should watch him closely until he gains our trust."

         

Fuji interrupted, "As an outsider and a very cautious man, I sensed no deception on the man's part. I do think that you should check to be sure that his loyalties are true, perhaps it might be wise to test him."

           

"I really hate to say anything against the man as I've worked with him and know him well. On the other hand, our problems are going to escalate shortly with the Feds. It's a possibility he may be a Mole sent by the Feds to infiltrate us. I can run a Voice Stress, Polygraph and Sodium Pentathol on him tomorrow if you want." Harry said.

"Do it Harry, if you can do it tonight that would be even better, make the arraignments." Sam said.

         

Sam, Angelo, and Fuji were discussing some of the systems as Harry went to the back area and used his Cell Phone. He returned several minutes later joining the trio saying, "Sam, all preparations are made, O’Malley will be tested tonight. He will be checked for any type of Wire or Location transmitter or anal transmitter before he gets into our car. If he passes the Electronic Portion of the investigation, the team has orders to proceed with the Chemical Portion. They are to tell me the results immediately.”

         

“Who’s going to do the Chemicals?” Sam asked.

         

“Dr. Steinberg, as usual. Harry told Sam.

“Angelo, we thank you for an enlightening briefing. Take the Coach back to the barn before anyone gets inquisitive about it. Please tell your wife I apologize for taking you away. Get your ass home to her and don’t stop anywhere on the way.” Sam told him with a smile. The three men left the Coach, they saw Angelo pull away in a flurry of snowflakes. He was in great haste to get home!

Chapter 10

 

 

Sam, Harry, and Fuji arrived back to the Suite going directly to the bar, each made a drink for themselves, taking a sip and sitting down on the bar stools.

“Sam, How much infusion capital do you need for this project?” Fuji asked thoughtfully.

         

“I think we should have an open line of credit from the Bank of Singapore for 750 Million with a cap of 100 Billion U.S. Dollars. Production will be slow at start up; the components must be made first and warehoused. All must be in place and ready in Canada and in Mexico as the components are being manufactured.” Sam said offhand.

         

“What about security at the plants?” Fuji asked.

         

“The security is already in place at the locations, they were designed and built by Angelo.” Harry said in response to the question.

         

“What about incorporation of the entity? Surely I hope not in the U.S.” Fuji said.

         

As Sam was about to answer Constance, Maria, and Terri walked in with just few packages after shopping. Fuji was no stranger to Constance or Maria; although Sam introduced Terri to Fuji properly.

         

“Terri, I want you to meet Fuji Osato a good friend and business associate. Fuji, This is Theresa Deluca-Flemming, Constance’s daughter.” Sam said as Fuji took Terri’s hand and kissed it as following the old school tradition of the proper English gentlemen. After kissing Terri's hand, Fuji looked at Constance saying, "Constance, I never knew you had any children, this is quite a pleasant surprise. My Lord, Constance the resemblance is astonishing. Terri definitely is your birth child." Of course, Fuji was somewhat perplexed as to where Terri had come from. He knew each of the backgrounds of Sam's people. Fuji's associates scrutinized them quite extensively. Why had there been no mention of a daughter by Constance in any of his reports? He would have to find out before returning to Singapore.

"Of course Terri resembles me, she is my daughter. When her father and her twin were killed, she was with me at school. Thanks to Sam she has been in private schools a great deal of the time." Constance said hiding the truth of Terri's true parentage.

         

As Constance was speaking, Fuji dug into his memories and remembered that she was once married with reference to her husband being killed, but there was no reference as to children in his reports. His suspicions were kept to himself; He would definitely unravel the puzzle just for his own information and not use it against anyone present. He respected these people; they had his undying friendship and gratitude. He would make sure that all of them would be protected with his legitimate and Triad associates without their knowledge.

           

Maria suddenly spoke, seemingly to break the silence "Have any of you eaten? I know we haven't, would you please join us Fuji."

         

"Thank You, Maria, yes, I will once again impose on your hospitality and friendship. Please tell them only Western Food, no Oriental please, I get enough of it in Asia." Fuji said.

         

"Why don't you call Room Service and have a buffet sent up here for us, Maria" Vincent said.

         

"Sam, here is the item that you wanted." Constance said handing a gift-wrapped box to him. Sam took the box from Constance; handing it to Fuji saying, "Fuji, this is from all of us to remind you of your visit and our long friendship."

         

Fuji took the box from Sam proceeding to unwrap then opening the case producing an elaborate wristwatch. Breyuet Aeronavale made the watch, A Type XX made of 18 Karat Gold in the head and bracelet. A blue dial with the minutes encrusted with diamonds with the hours in emeralds. It was the type of watch a man would not buy for himself, as it was too elaborate calling attention to his wealth and status. This watch would retail at well over twenty-five thousand Dollars in United States currency.

         

Fuji was quite pleased inwardly, that Sam would spend that amount of money on a friend for something that was as personal as a watch. Fuji took the watch from the case to look closer; it was inscribed Our Friend, For Better Days Ahead, Sam. You could see in Fuji's face that it was the inscription not so much the watch itself that brought sentimental tears to his eyes.

         

On seeing the tear emerging from Fuji's tear duct Terri opened her purse, withdrawing a ladies lace trimmed linen handkerchief. Fuji quickly took the offered handkerchief, drying his eyes, Fuji said with great emotion in his voice, "Thank you everyone, especially you Terri for the use of the handkerchief."

         

"That’s alright you can keep that one to remember me by." Terri said facetiously.

         

More out of habit then necessity Fuji hardly ever wore or carried any type of timepiece. This was one time that he had decided to wear this precious gift of friendship. After placing it on his right wrist, Fuji gave each person present a hug of affection that he meant sincerely. He had decided in his thoughts that these people who had given to him their friendship willingly would receive his without question. The White Chrysanthemum Clan of Japan would protect them although they would not know it.

Chapter 11

The Clan were not outlaws, just invisible to the Japanese Government. They were experts in a variety of skills especially stealth, disguise, spying, and assassination. They were considered the boogeymen and women of every child of Japan. They were the unseen to be not spoken of and feared. The government as well as the self-styled Bushido of modern Japan the Yakuza or Japanese Mafia feared them.

Old Legends say the Ninja had magical and mystical powers granted to them by the old gods and by Kami (spirits). Fuji was a practitioner of Ninpo, which is best, described as the collection of skills utilized by th