THE YOUNG SOPRANOS PART 3--XXXVI (CONTINUED)
THE
YOUNG SOPRANOS
PART 3--XXXVI
BY
J. BECK
2024
. . .
(CONTINUED)
XXXVI
A.J. calls his cousin Tommy Giglione at Junior's house in Bellville Friday afternoon enroute to pay Monroe Haus a visit at his AUTO-WORLD CAR DEALERSHIP before attending the UFC FRIDAY NIGHT FIGHTS at BULL RED ARENA that evening to watch & wager on "STING'S" Main Event Bout.
A.J. instructs Tommy to sell off all of their Blocks of BITCOIN at 4:05PM that afternoon before the "FRIDAY CLOSE".
Tommy doesn't question A.J. in any way but told him: "WILL DO T!"
"GOOD MAN!--Work out the numbers with a pencil for me & I will meet you at the sports arena. I have reserved a private catered suite with an open bar above the octagon ring on the floor center-stage & your name is on the admission list.
You can watch it with us or you can get a ring-side seat pass from Meadow with the girls. She's taking all of the girls with her.
Franny Alle Sophia & Nica are all going to watch STING! It lends itself to Meadow's Feminist Platform's Narrative! Stella is a prime example of a prototype Young Achieving Amazon Woman!" A.J. laughes. (I Will stick with you T!)
"GOOD DEAL--There should be at least a dozen of us all together! & Considering the company that we keep you can be assured there will be a couple card games going besides the side-waggering.
It will be you & I with Vito Bobby Robbie Raymond Jr Geno Jake Mikey Jr & Franky Palmice brothers Compagino & Coco were all invited & expected to attend.
A.J. knew that the FBI had connected Stella to him from her prior fights when he sat ring-side with Meadow. So A.J. reserved the private arena suite to attend the event without drawing any further attention to their relationship & play the Nutshell game with the FEDS. It would also passively appear with his absence ring-side to support the false narrative A.J. sowed amongst the ranks claiming that their wedding plans were called off to see if & where the grape-vine lie of misinformation would surface.
A.J. pulled off the freeway exit to turn into the AUTO-WORLD CAR DEALERSHIP Lot shortly before 4PM in the afternoon & was greeted by Monroe Haus with a strong handshake asking: "Have you come back for your New White "Mother Pearl" Super-Duty Truck?!--I've been saving her for you!"
"Maybe?!" A.J. sheepishly grins as he follows Monroe into his private office saying: "I'd like to take it for a second test-drive if that's possible?!"
"OH--Yes! Most certainly! How about we take her for ride right now before I leave. My son & I are attending the Friday Fight Night at the BULL RED ARENA this evening.
Once A.J. drove the brand-new smelling white leather seat cabin interior pick-up truck off the car lot A.J. lights up a cigarette like he already owned the truck. Monroe shoots A.J. a sideways look before smiling with a knowing approvel assuming A.J. had decided to make the sizable purchase of the heavy-duty vehicle.
"So Monroe--I want you to know that I am an equal opportunity contractor!" (How So A.J.?!)
"Well--I understand that your estranged wife Marley has dropped her divorce case against you?!" (Yes?!)
"Yes. & Do you know Why?!" (No. Not Really?! I don't know Why or Where she is--She's disappeared!)
"OH--I KNOW WHY & WHERE SHE IS!" (You Do?!)
"YES--I DO!" Then there is a long awkward pause before A.J. flicks his short cigarette out the electric window.
"You wife has decided that it would be be in her better interest & her bottom-line to remain married to you. Why only settle for Half when she can have it all?!" (HAVE IT ALL?!)
"YES!--ALL. Minus the 3M$ that she has contracted me to kill you for her!" (That Fucking Greedy Cunt!)
"I have to give you that Monroe! She's That! But the question is how much is your life worth to you if you end up dead--Which you will be I can assure you that! (What do you Mean Soprano?!)
"Let me rephrase my question: "How much more would your life be worth to you if your estranged wife Marley was dead?!" (What are you saying asking me that Anthony?!)
"OK--As I began Monroe: I am an equal opportunity contractor. I don't have to kill you for her when I could kill her for you instead?!" (For What?!)
"THATS IT MONROE!--How much more will you pay me to kill her & not you?!" (You are one crude bastand Soprano!)
"I would considered myself more as a shrewd businessman!" A.J. proudly smiles.
"I know your Oldman had a reputation of being shifty fucker--But you are a cut of another cloth A.J. Soprano." Monroe Haus surmised.
A.J. remained silent as Monroe Haus takes a deep breath before made his counter-offer: "Instead of playing a guessing game--I suppose you have a price in mind already?!--You Name It!'
"5M$--And" (And?!)
"And the title to this truck!" A.J. pats the top of the steering-wheel as he turns back into the AUTO-WORLD CAR DEALERSHIP Lot.
The two men exited the the truck & tosses Monroe the Keys:"We got a Deal?!'
"You are a motherfucker Anthony Soprano! & You know where she is?!" A.J. knods Yes.
"LOOK--You think about it! I will give you 48 hours. I will return Sunday Afternoon at 4 o'clock & if you decide to accept my offer?! Leave the money & truck title inside the cab with the keys & I will know your answer. Whether you want me to kill her or you?! It hardly makes any difference to me besides 2M$ more & this truck's title!"
"So this is one of those Mob Offers that I can't refuse?!" Monroe sarcastically sighs looking up to the blue sky Heavens.
"OH--YOU CAN REFUSE & TRY TO KILL YOUR WIFE & ME BEFORE I KILL YOU! But you don't even know where she is & will never find her either for one. & Secondly if you kill me you will have a bounty on your life & you will be a dead man walking!"
"You have a Deal my Young Soprano!--I don't need two days to think about it but will need that long to pony up the cash. I will be the best money spent to rid myself of that greedy gold-digging bitch!" & Monroe Haus extends his hand to exchange a firm hand-shake with Anthony as he takes two cigars from his inside jacket pocket for A J. & himself.
"So if that's the case then I will contact you as soon as the work is done immediately Sunday evening."
"Good. My son & I always go to the Sunday Night Prime-rib Buffet Special at the Caboose House down beside the railroad tracks."
"Works for me Mr Haus!--Hey if you want a tip for tonight's Friday Fights?! STING to Win the Main Event!" A.J. tips his imaginary hat to Monroe as the two men depart.
2024
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