chapter twenty nine

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ricco salvatore had been in or around the "protection" business his whole life.. if you wanted something covered,, you wanted ricco salvatore.. he was thick and smooth,, like a fine italian olive oil he spread quickly and evenly over situation,, with little fat or excess,, and he did his best work when the heat was on....

and the heat was definitely on.. he had reports that the i.a.'s were in on the hunt.. that meant there was him,, the whole county police and sheriffs offices and now the i.a's all searching for stan white,, the scumbag piece of shit that took out "big wally" malleos,, junky fuckin kid...

ricco had been at the game for too long.. he knew law enforcement as well as he knew his own family.. he knew there was no fucking way that there was this much police action gunning for this white son of a bitch for killing some junky off the street.. oh no ,, there was a back story to this,, and right this moment ricco had put his doggs onto finding out what that back story was,, as you never know when a man in his position might need a little insider info to glaze over a "little indiscretion" here or there...

as was his custom,,, he had begun his own fact finding mission in what he saw was the hotbed of all of this trouble to begin with.. he had called a couple of the guys he knew in the doc.. he had found out there was some kind of internal investigation going on over there.. some inmates had found a dead baby in a bucket on the side of the road during a routine clean up,, and somehow or another the bucket,, read the baby,, was linked back to the doc itself.. it had all been on the hush hush,, but ricco was just the kind of guy that paid,,, and paid well,, for such information...

the lead forensic detective on the case was bud kramer... a good cop.. a respected cop.. a cop that could not be bought.. ricco admired that.. the man had convictions,, he believed in them,, and he had always remained unwilling to back down.. ricco should have been so lucky to find a man like him to work his side of the street...

he had a man on bud,, and another on buds residence.. cripple wife.. long story,, but likely easy target... a weakness such as this was seldom overlooked by the kind of coward son of a bitch that would take down a ne'er do well fucking junky in a parking lot with a tire iron..

and ricco had been right on the money... as he flipped his cell phone closed he was secure in the fact that not only would the two guys he had tailing stan white bring him in,, but they would return the little woman to bud kramer in the best possible condition.. and that my friend,, was something even bud kramer would be willing to pay for....one way or another....