Made Men 2: Forbidden Love

By: Dixie Lynn Dwyer

“They would have to get through me and, of course, the entire family,” he told them.

Solencio licked his lips. “She hasn’t indicated that she’s interested in you.”

“That will change. I’m a patient man.”

Broadway and Crane chuckled low. “Since when?”

Turk gave Broadway a serious expression. “She will be mine. Mark my words. Adalina will be part of this family in more ways than one. Even if she is resistant.”

Solencio raised his eyebrows and then nodded his head. “Then maybe you should handle the upcoming job for Tudoro, personally, instead of us sending in the regular crew. If what you say is true, and Adalina is a bigger part of Tudoro’s operation, then what better way to win the woman’s heart than to spend quality time with her? There’s a small gathering at Club X tonight. Gather with the crew, along with Broadway and Crane. See if you can get into Fedarro Fiorre’s ear about doing any jobs securing deliveries and shipments. Word is that Lou Carvetti is trying to get the next job. See if you can pull that from him. It’s a bit of the legit side of business, but word is that Adalina has been playing a bigger role.”

Turk thought about that a moment. “I truly believe she’s more important than you all think she is.”

“That’s because you want her,” Crane stated.

Turk glanced at him, eyed the guy over. Crane was big, but not as muscular, well trained, and capable as Turk.

“Maybe, but I guess we’ll see. I’ll go there tonight and see what I can come up with.”

“Good, now can we enjoy some downtime and play some cards? I’ve got plans with my woman in an hour,” Solencio said, glancing at his watch. Turk nodded and picked up his hand of cards. The more he thought about Adalina, the more he imagined her being the one to make him change. To help stop his uncontrollable need to kill. She would be his ultimate prize.

Chapter 1

“I don’t know if that’s good enough,” Tudoro Garlitto stated and then glanced at Adalina. They were sitting around a table in Luna’s Italian Restaurant talking a business deal with Lou Carvetti and Sal Dorinno. Adalina shook her head.

“I don’t understand why you don’t like the deal and the location, Tudoro. You keep glancing at her. Why?” Lou asked with an attitude.

Tudoro leaned forward. “My good friend here has great instincts besides information. She doesn’t like the setup or the location and procedure, then I trust her judgment.”

“But how can she know this location and the procedure and make that assumption that it isn’t good?” Lou replied.

Tudoro glanced at Adalina and gave a nod. She hid her smirk.

“Well, Lou”—she addressed the guy by his first name and he squinted at her—“first of all, that location is too wide open. There aren’t enough barriers and too many nosey eyes. Also, every thirty minutes, give or take ten on either end, a private security detail does a sweep of that location. Since they don’t come at the exact same time, you’re asking to get busted. Third, no quick escape route from that point. There is one dead-end street on the right and two traffic lights on the opposite side that are always clogged up.”

“We have a plan we think will work because we don’t plan on being there for more than ten minutes on the exchange.”

“Not a good one.”

“Hey, I got good people working for me. I’m on top of all of them, and they have clean records. They’re the best.”

“Oh, then you know about the incident four days ago where three of your good men nearly got busted by beat cops who just happened to venture a little farther off their usual route. That would have been a mess,” she added, and his eyes widened.

He looked at Tudoro.

“Like I said, she knows her shit and has access to a lot of useful information.”

Thirty minutes later, after the men left, Adalina looked at Tudoro, and he smiled.

“I don’t know how you do it, but it’s a gift. You’re like my own little secret weapon,” he teased her, and she shook her head, smirking.

“I don’t know why you ask me to be in charge of these things. It’s annoying stuff and petty crap.”