Chapter 3 Felix Wright Amato

Saturday mornings at the supermarket were always busy with people. Sarah had been standing in the queue for 25 minutes, the sound from the tannoy system made her a headache. The woman checking out in front of her was having credit card payment issues with the young lady at the checkout counter.

"Take it, take it!" the woman yelled, "try it again".

"I'm very sorry but your card has been declined," said the young lady, who seemed upset.

"That's a lie, do you think am stupid" the woman sputtered.

At that moment a middle-aged man who was the manager approached the woman and gently holds her by the arm.

"Please ma, come this way" he smiled.

"Don't touch me!" She yelled as she slapped the manager across the face and gripped him by the neck.

A security man tried to pull the woman away from the manager and restrained her.

"She's not right in the head, gives me the creeps," said the young lady who looked startled.

Sarah passed the items to the lady, who passed each of them over an electronic scanner which beeped several times. The lady stared at the figures on the cash machine reader and read them out, her gaze was on the woman being escorted out of the supermarket.

"Do you take cash?" Sarah said.

As Sarah walked out the door of the supermarket, a kid in a sweatshirt ran past her. Suddenly a man comes out from a jewelry store.

"Thief" the man shouted. The kid turned and saw the man running towards him.

"Out of my way!" The kid called out, brushing past a woman on the pavement and crossing to the other side of the road.

He ran towards a black car which had its left door opened but was apprehended by a passerby. The car drove off. In no time the cops were already at the scene. Sarah standing across the street recalls when she was sent to the juvenile detention center for drug abuse at 17 by her mother. A year later she was out with nowhere to go until the big guy gave a call. She became a hustler; running jobs for the man upstairs. She had no friends. she believed everyone stabs each other in the back, a friend today can be an enemy tomorrow just to save his/her skin. She watched the cops shove the kid inside the police car and drive away.

"You have to be smart to rob someone and not get caught" she chuckled as she heads home.

Peggy's apartment was just a street away from the supermarket, when she got home Peggy was not around. She laid down the bag of items on the long wooden kitchen table and unpacked the items into the fridge. She looked inside the bag to make sure everything was accounted for before closing the fridge.

Suddenly she heard the sound of the door opening, Peggy comes into the kitchen with packs of meat.

"Shit! I forgot the meat" she said as she laid her back against the kitchen table.

"Don't worry I got you" Peggy smiled. she placed the packs in the fridge. "I take it your date didn't go well"

"Forget it" she mumbled. Just then her phone rang, she goes into her room to have a private conversation.

"Yes"

"I need you to track down a Felix wright and shake him for information," said the familiar caller.

"Who's he"

"Your mum's lawyer"

"Wait, the consigliere"

"Yes"

"What am I looking for"

"A flash drive"

"Leads?"

"He has a friend I will send you a text"

"Secrets?"

"None".

"Hmm, a man without secrets". She smiled "this should be interesting"

"I know you went to her memorial"

"Huh"

"Call me when the job is done"

"Bye". Sarah received a text on her phone: MEET UP WITH BOBBY AT THE BROOKLYN WAREHOUSE AND HE WILL LEAD YOU TO HIM.

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Bobby Marino aka Bobby the baker as his friends call him and Sarah was not on good terms. Once she had shot a hole in his left hand after she caught him putting his hand up a female worker's skirt.

"Bitch!" Bobby screamed in agonizing pain.

"Learn how to keep your hands off, if not I will be drilling holes in your body," said Sarah. She pointed the gun at him again, she could see the fear in his eyes.

"And that's how you take control," Sarah tells the girl who had been hiding in the corner.

Bobby, a renowned baker who owned several bakery stores and restaurants across the country. He had several books published and appeared on various tv shows. He was a money spender, always handing out cash. Bobby had several sharp ventures that he kept off the books.

He got orders for ammunitions coming in from all over the country, he did not fear the righteous boys because he had most of them on his payroll. A made man who had been working for the big guy since he took him off the streets. He was indebted to the big guy.

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The afternoon sun came with a soft breeze, Sarah arrived at the warehouse, there were two trucks containing bags of flour being offloaded by his workers. She sought Bobby's whereabouts from one of the workers, who directed her to an office in the warehouse. She goes to the office and opened the door.

"Break his legs, tear him apart.." he paused, bobby surprised by the presence of Sarah in the office, was on the telephone. He hangs up and gestured for Sarah to sit on a chair in the corner of the office.

"You still stock guns in flour bags?" She said.

"What do you want," said Bobby in a hostile manner. He was a rugged man with perfectly tanned skin.

"The big guy sent me" she chuckled softly "I see you haven't been able to get me off your mind".

"No, I got big plans for you," he said looking at his bandaged hand. He tossed a piece of paper to her.

"Well get in line" she winked at him as she walked out of the office.

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Sarah stood in front of a store as she wondered why the address on the paper would lead her to a watch store. She expected a house. She opened the door and went inside. The watch store was empty, except for the white man on the counter sleeping. She moved quietly in the store looking at the artifacts and watches, then an alarm rang. The man woke up frightened by the sound of the alarm and startled to see her in the store.

"I'm sorry I didn't notice you come in," he said.

"No, you were too busy drooling" she pointed at his mouth. The man hurriedly used a handkerchief to wipe off the saliva.

"How can I help you" he smiled "do you want a watch?"

"No, Mr?"

"David"

"I want to know where Felix wright is" she smiled.

Suddenly, David reached for a wooden wall clock and threw it at Sarah, she flung her hands upwards to shield her face and had shut her eyes when she had seen the wooden clock sailing through the air towards her. When she opened her eyes he was no longer at the counter, she heard the back door open. On impulse, she ran out of the store through the back door which led to an alleyway. He was already halfway down the alley. she ran after him.

"Hold on, you bastard!" screamed Sarah.

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David ran into the blue eye pub. Sarah entered the pub breathing heavily, there were three men in the pub; a bartender and two men who stared at her with scorn, sitted at the bar.

"You are not welcomed here," said the bartender.

Sarah looked at him and noticed the birds on the horizon tattooed on his arm, she then realized that the bar belonged to a rival gang. One of the men stood up and approached her.

"Leave little girl" the man sneered.

"Not until the idiot comes out," she said mildly irritated as she looked at him straight in the eye. The man launched a blow at Sarah, she quickly evaded the blow and kicked him in the crotch.

"Ohhhhhhh" the man groaned and fell to the floor.

Suddenly, the other man struck his fist against her jaw. Sarah Is taken aback. He pulled her by the hair and slammed her head on the bar.

"Ahhh" Sarah gasped, she felt a sharp pain. The bartender quickly wrapped his arm around her neck, she immediately reached for a bottle of whiskey on the bar and hits the bartender on the head which rendered him unconscious. Sarah spun around and struck a particle of the broken bottle into the stomach of the other man, who had attempted to attack from behind. There was a thud on the floor.

"You are trying my patience" she sighed "Aren't you going to come out".

David crawled out of the counter.

"Please, please don't kill me" he whimpered.

"Come, come here" she beckoned.

David shook in fear as he moved closer to her. She tugged at his collar.

"You have two options, it's either you tell me! where Felix is or I slam your head on the bar"

"His office, office, yes his office" he stammered.

"He better be," she said.

He watched in shock as she left the pub.

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Sarah had been to Felix's office when she was little with her mom, Felix had been the family advisor, who was always consulted before decisions were made. She could remember the three-story building and the rusty elevator that always broke down, her mother would climb the stairs up to the office because it felt safer.

Nothing much has changed. She thought as she picked the lock of the door to the office, she brings out an M1911 gun.

"Mr. Felix" she called out but there was no response. The office was dark and oddly quiet, she tucked the gun behind her shirt and began searching through the drawers of the table cabinet. Then she heard footsteps down the hallway. Click-clack. Click-clack. The footsteps grew louder. She quickly goes to hide behind the couch. The door was pushed open and the light flipped on.

"Hello, Mr. Felix" a woman called out, upon hearing the woman's voice, Sarah slowly pulled out the gun. The door creaked. The woman turned her gaze to the door. Sarah saw this as an opportunity to escape; at the speed of light, she hits the woman on the head with the gun.

Sarah looked down at the woman on the floor.

"Kate!" Sarah said in a bewildered manner.

"Sarah," said Kate in a weak tone, just as she passed out.

NOTE

*Capo- the Family member who leads a crew.

*Consigliere- the Family advisor, who is always consulted before decisions are made.

*Family- and organized crime clan.