Page 25 of Extradition (Mobsters + Billionaires 1)
Joe shoots me a narrow-eyed glare, then squares up to Edgerton. “He didn’t just piss off some kids with a gun and an idea in their head. He disrespected the son of Salvatore Portelli, head of the Portelli crime family.”
Edgerton nods. “I’m aware.” Turning to me, grave disapproval evident on his face, he explains, “The only reason you’re still alive is that Salvatore Portelli and Luciano Stefano have an arrangement of sorts. The Stefanos do not go into Brooklyn, and the Portellis do not come into Manhattan.”
Joe seems surprised. “Do I want to know how you know that?”
Edgerton shakes his head, but I point out the obvious. “You say the Portellis don’t come to Manhattan, and yet, there’s been a Portelli in Manhattan for several months now.”
Edgerton’s shoulder twitches. “He is not a member of the Portelli organization, as far as I can tell.”
Joe, still looking unsettled, starts shaking his head. “That’s correct, but going up against mobsters is different. My father’s crew enjoys the violence.”
I smile, straightening my shoulders and standing a little taller. “Edgerton, perhaps you would like to share your background with Mr. Portelli.”
His jaw tightens. “I am unable to share my background, as it is classified. Just understand that keeping this entire building and the people within it safe is well within my skill set, and more specifically, the skill set of the men who I have hired to do this job.”
Joe’s eyes widen as he takes in Edgerton’s no-nonsense stance, which is tightly strung and supremely confident.
Edgerton continues. “I take care of all threats against the Wolfe family: foreign, domestic, and cyber. The security team is on the floor below and accompanies Mr. Wolfe wherever he goes, and we are available twenty-four seven.”
Turning to Joe, I find myself grinning triumphantly. “Happy?”
