The Enforcer (Untamed Hearts Book 3)(115)
“You can read them, but the CliffsNotes version was they were going to kidnap our don’s only granddaughter and sell her to the highest bidder. We would never have known what happened to her, and maybe they would’ve succeeded, because f*ck knows they got a whole shitload of kids enslaved by them who’ve somehow disappeared from society.”
Nova reached into his suitcase again and tossed a handful of pictures onto the table.
“I want you to look at these pictures.” Nova slammed his hand on top of them. “These are some of the children being sold by the Brambinos.” He picked up a picture of a boy with dark, curly hair. “This is Jorge Brambino.” He tossed the picture aside and picked up another one. “This is Helga Brambino.” He picked up another picture, this one of a girl who was six on her last birthday. “This is Jamie Brambino.” He leaned over and put the little girl’s picture in front of Enzo pointedly. “Her father made her to sell her!”
Enzo shrugged without shame. “She came from my balls. I can sell her if I want.”
Nova couldn’t help it; he grabbed the picture and shoved it in Enzo’s face, slamming his palm against Enzo’s nose so hard a crack sounded. Maso, the Brambino enforcer, pulled his gun out and pointed it out Nova.
“I don’t think so,” Carlo said from behind him, and Nova turned to see Carlo had his gun out too.
So did Sergio, the De Luca enforcer next to him.
“There are more.” Nova sat back as Enzo wiped blood from his face and glared at Nova furiously. Nova pulled out another stack of pictures. “The Brambinos work in very highline circles. They cater to clients who have a fetish for interesting last names.” Nova set a picture in front of the Viteris. And another in front of the Lombardis. Then he set four in front of the Savios and pulled the one on the bottom out and put it on top so Marcell could see it. “I guess Mazza isn’t quite as interesting as Savio, but it’s good enough. My brother wore a unique leather band on his wrist that was clasped with a lion head. That is the Brambino marker for their sex slaves. The slaves will use them to find one another and have a tendency to randomly go up and hug one another.”
“And tell them they matter,” Marcell said as he looked at Enzo furiously. “You motherf*cker. You’ve been selling my daughter. You’re the reason she’s strung out on drugs.”
Enzo looked pale. “There is no proof. He’s bullshitting you.”
“I used the information I got off Mary’s computer to hack into Carmine’s system. These pictures were on his computer along with encrypted files that detailed their value and client list.”
Nova looked away from the horrified commission members and stared at the last picture in his briefcase, one he pulled out of the stack twenty seconds before he tossed them on the table. He saw Dante De Luca glance at it and frown, but Nova closed his briefcase.
“How the f*ck would you be able to read the files if they were encrypted?” Enzo asked, still surprisingly cool under pressure. “I call bullshit.”
Nova held up his hands and looked around at all of them. “Really? You don’t think I can crack an encrypted file? Motherf*ckers like me are the reason Carmine’s not supposed to keep this shit on his computer. It’s the reason he’s not supposed to be e-mailing about it either. I could’ve been the feds. He broke the oath. He exposed all of us.”
“What are you trying to say?”
Nova glared at Enzo. “I want the Brambinos disbanded.”
“You can’t f*cking disband us.”
“You broke the oath. You used our children,” Nova started. “You can either be disbanded, or this war starts to get real interesting, because I assure you the Morettis take a huge f*cking issue with this.”
“They’re not your children. They’re bastardi. There’s nothing that says they were included in the agreement,” Enzo argued.
“These are kids!” Nova pointed at the pictures on the table again, looking at Enzo. “Some of them are your f*cking kids!”
“You taking it personal?” Enzo laughed. “This is a bastardo vendetta.”
“You bet your ass it’s a vendetta. I take it personal as f*ck,” Nova growled at him and then looked to rest of the council members. “We want the Brambinos disbanded.”
“Disbanding us for this is just like disbanding the De Lucas for loan-sharking or the Morettis for drugs. This is Cosa Nostra. You don’t get to pick and choose who has the best racket. We all know where the Morettis sell their shit. They’re not any better than us,” Enzo said sharply. “Been to any raves lately, Moretti?”
“We can’t disband them,” Dante agreed, but he narrowed his eyes at Enzo. “But I think financial restitution is fair. They broke the oath. The entire Borgata should be punished. Anyone have an issue with that?”
Enzo threw up his hands. “I have a f*cking issue with it.”
“Fine.” Nova nodded in agreement. “Ten million isn’t fair, but it’ll stop a war.”
“Fuck you,” Enzo growled. “Your brother wasn’t worth that!”
“Ten million for every kid with an interesting last name.” Nova arched an eyebrow when he finished. “Including yours. I want the money made out directly to each victim. I wanna be listed as the conservator for all the accounts—”