THE YOUNG SOPRANOS PART 2--VII (CONTINUED)
THE
YOUNG SOPRANOS
PART 2--VII
BY
J. BECK
2024
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(CONTINUED)
ELEVEN7
(OWNED BY MR. MONTE)
VII
A.J. asked Vito leaving Jack Black's Machine Shop Hide-out: "What fucking Day is it?! Sighing running his hand through his hanging head of sweaty hair.
""It's still Saturday T."
"What a long goddamn day--And it's still not through. Let's return that back-pack of cash to Mr Monte's Eleven7 & Call it a fucking day?!"
Vito smiling looks at A.J as they got into the moving van. WHAT?!" (Nothing.) "Don't feed me that Nothing Shit Vito Soprano!"
Laughing Vito answers his big brother with a question: "You are returning the money?!"
YES!--I know what you're thinking V--Why not just keep it? Mr Monte won't have to know anything about the car chase & crash?
But for one: I told him he was under my protection & What does that look like? I can't back-up myself & my Word? It's about not disrespecting my own Honor.
Secondly: There's a Bigger Picture then just a back-sack of cash. We have Cash. We didn't need to steal it from him. That's just Greedy--&I am not that. I don't give a fuck about wealth. But I understand we have to have it to do our bidding & to accomplish our goals.
Our father was actually more selfish & greedy for wealth power & respect then Uncle June. We come from a long line of greedy fuckers Vito--We must guard against it if we are to succeed ...
Greed & Fear are what has motivated & enabled "Our Thing" to endure the test of time over the past 150 years not the Omerta.
It worked before RICO & their crimes & sentences weren't life in prison. Now there aren't many hard-core hard-liners like old Boot DIMeos or Feech la Mamas doing hard-time left among us. It's not who will be a Flip'n Rat--But When?! Will who turn Rat?!"
"But anyway--We taking the money back & besides I'm hungrey as Hell!"
"For What?!" Vito grinned peering sideways from the corner of his eye.
"Are you giving me more shit Vito?!"
"No." Vito laughs as A.J. takes out a comb & flips the visor mirror down looking over to see Vito's expression "SEE!"
"SEE WHAT?!"--(NOTHING.) "That's what I thought--Now Drive & Keep your eyes on the road!!" A.J. laughed as he proceeded to comb his long greasy hair strait back mubbling how he needed to get a hair cut before Tuesday.
But just as Vito flipped his turn-signal to pull into the Eleven7 they found the pump island lights off outside while the inside store lights were still on.
"Fill it up & wash the windshield! You want anything V?" (I don't care.) " Oh don't feed me that I don't care crap--What do you want?!"
"How about a COKE & bag of chips?" (What Kind?) "DORRETOS" (Yea?) "RANCH."
"GOT IT--SEE V! That wasn't so hard was it? You are a Soprano--You should know what you want! I'll be right back & well get the fuck out of here!"
A.J. entered the empty Eleven7 Store & grabbed two large bags of chips. But when he opened the sliding glass cooler door to retrieve a six-pack of COKE when he can hear someone inside begging for someone to let them out of the walk-in beverage cooler.
A.J. puts the stuff on the emptied open cash-register counter to step into the back-room only to find Mr Monte shot-dead in the dead laying on the office floor in a puddle of blood.
A.J. bends down to feel for a pulse that wasn't there. Then A.J. is reminded by someone locked inside the walk-cooler beating on the door.
A.J. removes his Key-ring (& his long fat cash-fillwd wallet) to unlock the cooler door to find Neesha Monte who lunged herself into his arms hugging his neck saying: " You have rescued me a second time! You are my savior Mr A.J."
Then Neesha peers over A.J. squared shoulder standing on her sandel toes that Mr Monte is laying dead on the bloody floor. Covering her mouth A.J. can heard her sigh:"Thank God!" (What did you say?)
NEESHA MONTE
ELEVEN7
"Thank God.--He was a mean rotten man. & I was his dog & whore to beat. He was not my father but my evil uncle who adopted me & brought me here to your violent & lawless country."
"Are you going to notify the local authorities?!" A.J. asked Neesha.
"I don't want to--Thr police always confusing & intimidating to me as a dark-skin female immigrant. Will you say with me?" She asked him.
"Cops & I don't exactly get along."A.J. half laughs answering Neesha.
"I know--I hate Pigs too. I wish this place would blow up with him in it so I can return to my home-country with the insurance money."
"Sounds like you have you've had premeditated thoughts of that before?!" A.J. warmly smiles.
"A Million Times." Neesha assures him.
"OK Then.-Let's get out of here. Will you help me Mr A.J.?!"
NEESHA MONTE
ELEVEN7
"I swore my protection to you didn't I? I am a man of my word. We will take you to a safe-place to stay until all this gets cleared up."
"THANK YOU MR A.J.!"
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(To Be Continued)
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