Page 54 of Nikki Sinatra: For Her Lover
“And I keep telling your ass to just do it.”
“Don’t even try that. The first thing out of your mouth when you thought I had fired Sammy was that I was out of line.”
“He’s a made man. I handle them.”
“When you were Mr. Sinatra’s underboss, you fired made men left and right.”
“I’m not gonna tell your ass this again: you ain’t me.” He looked over at her. “And don’t you forget that.” He knew she thought he meant it maliciously, as if to get back at her for her secrecy, but that wasn’t true. He meant it to remind her not to get made men on her enemies’ list. They were made for a reason: they were the best of the best. He didn’t want them to come for his wife. That was why he wanted to be the bad guy, never her, if they needed to be dealt with.
Nikki knew she was the first female in the Sinatra Crime Syndicate and had to tread lightly. But she also knew that Amelia Sinatra, Mick’s half-sister, was as gangster as Mick and Teddy, and still was gangster despite her front as some private eye.
She was about to remind Teddy of that very fact when they suddenly were rammed from behind hard enough that it caused both of them to jerk forward. How could a car get in between their car and their security detail? When they looked in their respective mirrors, they saw that an SUV was behind their security detail car and had rammed it so violently that the detail car ran into Teddy’s car and began spinning. As gunfire erupted between the SUV and the detail car, Teddy, whose first and foremost obligation was Nikki’s protection, floored it and took off. He easily got away from the gunfight.
But just as he was about to do a quick U-turn so that he was facing the opposition and he and Nikki could help their security detail, a sportscar they at first didn’t see coming swerved around that SUV and began chasing Teddy’s Corvette.Turning around was no longer an option. And the chase was on as Nikki positioned herself to fire at the gunmen.
But they were already firing at her and Teddy, and they shattered the back window. Nikki began firing back, taking out one of the shooters, but the gunfire forced Teddy to drive zigzagging down the street, causing his momentum to slow. That sportscar was catching up.
That was when Nikki told him to let the top down.
“Are you nuts?” Teddy yelled at her.
“Do it!” Nikki yelled at him.
“Hell no, Nikki!”
Before Teddy realized it, Nikki pressed the button herself and as quickly as the electric top went down, she was standing up with a perfect angle. She shot all three men in that car behind them before they could react. She shot the driver first, who began losing control instantly, and then she got the other two gunmen. The car flipped what she counted as over five times and exploded mid-air. But Teddy kept on speeding.
When Nikki sat down, he nodded his head. “Good move,” he said. “But next time you try that shit without letting me know, I’ll kick your ass.” Then he looked at her. “But good work,” he said.
But as he was saying it, Nikki saw two different vehicles traveling in the opposite direction, a car and an SUV behind it, and both of them suddenly swerved into their land and was heading straight for them.
“Teddy look!” Nikki cried, and Teddy looked.
Gunmen from both of those cars began firing on the Corvette with such velocity of incoming gunfire, with so many men firing all at once, that Teddy and Nikki both had to duck to avoid the incoming.
But the top was down and they were completely exposed. Nikki pressed the button to let the top up, but it was too late.She knew it and Teddy did too. That was why Teddy let go of the wheel and covered Nikki completely with his body.
Nikki tried to push him off, so that she could take some of the incoming on herself, but Teddy was too muscular and big. She could move him not even an inch.
She was horrified as she saw his body taking gunshot after gunshot. It jerked with every hit. She could see the Corvette flying offroad as his body took more and more shots.
The car coughed up dirt and tree limbs as they flew through the woods and didn’t stop flying until they ran into a huge tree bark that stopped their momentum so abruptly that the back of the Corvette lifted up and slammed back down.
When it all came to a violent halt, Nikki realized she was still screaming Teddy’s name. “Teddy!” she was screaming hysterically. “Teddy!”
But his body was lifeless. And when she removed her hands from beneath him and touched his back, she felt the wetness. And then she saw the blood. Her hands were covered in Teddy’s blood.
“God no,” she cried. “No!”
Then she was able to lift her head up to see if the gunmen had followed them in those woods. But she didn’t see or hear anything. Just the sound of the wood creatures. Just the sound of the high-revved motor of the Corvette still churning. Just her own high-pitched screams.
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
The double doors flew open and Vegas casino mogul Reno Gabrini, his cousin and powerful mob boss Sal Gabrini, and Sal’s big brother and corporate titan and family enforcer Tommy Gabrini all entered the hospital on a near-run as they hurried down the hall. Jersey Mob boss Frankie “Monk” Paletti, Teddy’s best friend, met them near the nurses’ station and escorted them down the hall. In his big hat and silk suit, he always reminded them of an old-style Humphrey Bogart-type gangster. He was never a womanizer or wilding out like most mobsters, and therefore got the nickname The Monk. But every one of those Gabrinis knew what Frankie was capable of. He could go from monk to monster in ten seconds flat if you crossed him. They were, to a man, pleased he was on their side.
“Any new news, Monk?” Tommy asked him.
“He’s still in surgery,” Monk replied.
