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Guns 'n Money: Episode 5
Guns 'n Money: Episode 5
Guns 'n Money: Episode 5
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Guns 'n Money: Episode 5

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Small-time hood Jackie Cruise isn't so small time any more. He's been shot, blown up, battered around, and worse. But now he's hitting back, taking out his enemies one at a time. Now, in the ultimate test, Jackie finds he must go up against his old boss, Roberto Carcinni, who betrayed him. Can Jackie and his buddies survive, let alone win in the end?

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PublisherTy Johnston
Release dateAug 24, 2015
ISBN9781311425584
Guns 'n Money: Episode 5
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Ty Johnston

Originally from Kentucky, Ty Johnston is a former newspaper journalist. He lives in North Carolina with loving memories of his late wife.Blog: tyjohnston.blogspot.com

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    Guns 'n Money - Ty Johnston

    Guns ’n Money V

    by Ty Johnston

    Copyright 2012

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    Chapter 1: Blaze of Glory

    Now your enemies know you’re alive, Jackie.

    It’s Jollie who says the words, and I hate to admit it, but the old guy is right as he sits across from me at the kitchen table in Tank’s house. All I can do is sigh and stare into the empty beer bottle in front of me.

    Buck up, kid, says Tank, my other partner. Really, I don’t think it matters. They would have figured it out anyway.

    Looking up at big ole Tank in his camouflage clothing, I return the grin I see there. He’s probably just as right as Jollie. I had missed my target, Leon Sardona, and now a bunch of people who thought I was dead, and thought Jollie and Tank were dead, too, would now know the truth that we are very much alive. Or at least they’d know I was alive. Leon had seen me before his escape. I managed to gun down several of his guards, Sardona or Carcinni thugs, but Leon had gotten lucky. Even with a broken leg in a cast, the little punk who always wore a black hoodie had managed to get away from me.

    Damn, I say, reaching for another beer on the table. I’ve been at war for weeks upon weeks, but it feels like years. Just minutes out of a five-year stint in prison, someone had taken a shot at me. The shooter turned out to be Leon, the son of Frankie Sardona, a mid-level boss who was on the rise in the Family. At the time I had been working for Roberto Carcinni, me and the Carcinni clan going way back. When I found out the Sardona mob was after me, I went on the warpath, took out Frankie and tried to take out Leon, twice. But both times Leon had gotten away from me. Worse yet, along the way I learned my boss Roberto was involved with the Sardonas in the whole mess. Roberto and Frankie had wanted to off me in hopes of starting a street war, giving one of them the chance to take out Francis Carcinni, Roberto’s older brother who was a top dog within the Family. If Francis were dead, Roberto was to move up into the top Carcinni seat with the other leaders of the various clans. Unfortunately for Roberto and the Sardonas, I wasn’t all that easy to kill, and since that first attack on me I’d done a lot of killing myself.

    But now I’m a wanted man by just about everybody. The cops will nail my ass to a door if they know I’m still around. Roberto and Leon and the gang of goons who work with them will surely put a bullet or ten in me if they can find me. And Francis Carcinni himself might put the full force of his clan on my trail if his brother convinces him I’m at fault in all this mess.

    I just want what’s mine, a whole lotta payback. I don’t like people trying to kill me, especially when they hurt people around me who are my friends, like my buddy Tony Olivetti who paid the ultimate price. When people try to kill me, I try to kill them back. Simple.

    Now the whole thing is a near mess. At least I’m still in hiding and nobody knows where I am, in one of Tank’s houses on the easternmost of the two islands that make up Chain Island just south of and across a sound from Chisel City.

    I open my fresh beer and take a swig. I’m at a loss as to where to go from here. My remaining enemies are in hiding, probably behind a lot of guns and thick walls. Last I heard, Francis was out of the city, but Roberto might have called him. Or maybe not. Francis is apparently busy dealing with some casino troubles, so Roberto might be thinking he should deal with me before his brother gets home, mainly ’cause I’ll blab to Francis what I know, that his brother wants him dead.

    It dawns on me what I really need is information. I need to know if Roberto has talked to his brother, and then I need to know where Leon and Roberto are holed up. If I can find those two, I can get to them, I’m sure. If I can’t sneak my way in on my own, Tank and Jollie can probably come up with enough heavy firepower to blast our way through.

    Oh, yeah, Tank and Jollie. Tank is an arms dealer, and Jollie is somebody who can get his hands on just about anything, at least if the price is right. It’s good to have friends like these, especially when they’re the last friends I have in the world.

    What do you want to do? Tank asks me.

    Jollie nods. It’s not like we couldn’t come up with something on our own, but really, this is your show. You should be the one to call the shots.

    Interesting that they’re giving me this opportunity. When I’m on my own, I can take care of myself, but when I’m with these two I have a tendency to let them do all the background work before I step in for the action. It seems Tank and Jollie have decided I start making my own plays, with them at my sides instead of quarterbacking me. I can’t blame them. They’ve done more than enough.

    Finally, I say, I’m thinking first we need to find out where Leon is holed up, and then Roberto. It also wouldn’t be a bad idea to get some kind of intel on Roberto’s plans to off his brother. If I can show Francis that Roberto started all this mess with Sardona, and that Roberto wants his brother’s chair with the Family, then I’ve got a much better chance of surviving long term.

    Tank nods. I’ll see what I can do. I still got a connection with the Carcinnis. He should pull through for me.

    I sigh. Yeah, I’m still not real crazy about that link with the Carcinnis. It could spell trouble if your pal decides to turn on us.

    No way, Tank says. Me and this guy, we go back a ways. I’ve done him more than a few favors over the years, and he’s solid. We’re safe with him.

    All right, I say. Make the call.

    Tank disappears, vanishing into another part of the house to retrieve one of his untraceable satellite phones.

    What about me? Jollie asks.

    Your turn will come, I say with a smile. "Let’s see what Tank can find out, then we’ll go from there. I’m sure you’ll be making

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