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Title: Pledge of Allegiance
Author: Timarie
Genre: Romantic Suspense
April 15, 2013, Patriots Day. The city of Boston, and all of the nation, was rocked by a terrorist attack at the historical Boston Marathon finish line. Countless people are affected by this tragedy, including Michael Farino and Ireland “Ilee” Murphy. Neither one of them could have predicted that the act of saving Ilee’s life would lead Michael on a journey of personal discovery, while a decades old war between their rival Boston crime families threatens their happiness and their lives. Michael and Ilee will have to pledge their allegiances to either their families or each other, but it is not that simple. Passion, secrets, betrayal and a very complicated past are working against Michael and Ilee. Nothing is ever as it seems… Nothing! The finish line is just their beginning…. I take the seat my father gestured to when I first walked in next to Uncle Enzo. My father begins talking to no one in particular. “I know this has been a fucked-up week for all of us, none more so than Mikey. Thank God, everyone is OK, and we’re now looking ahead.” I am irritated that he’s so short-sighted that what he really means is thank God everyone he cares about is OK, because there are hundreds of people who are still far from OK. “Damian told me about our friend on the Hill and how he wants to take up winter sports with us,” my father says as he holds his finger to the side of his nose mimicking cocaine. He’s referring to Capini. I nod my head. “He also told me that my brilliant son had the idea that should we give him access to winter sports training; having that piece of information could prove to be beneficial, especially since we are going to need his help securing the Seaport District location.”
My stomach drops. Fuck! This is going to be all-out war with Murphy. How the fuck will that go over with Ilee? I know she says she hates her father, and on some level she probably does, but it’s still her father. He’s the only parent she has left, and if our families start going at it how can we possibly make this work? I have to try again to reason with my father. Maybe my uncle can help me get through to him since he is my father’s most trusted adviser.
“Zio, please tell him this is a horrible idea. The dock is not worth the risk to all of our other business dealings or our soldiers if we get into another war.”
Uncle Enzo thinks for a minute and shifts in his chair to look at me. “Michael, at first I agreed with you, but then after looking over what we would be up against with Murphy’s crew, I started to see things differently. They don’t have the soldiers they used to have. Most are dead or in jail. They have maybe 20 people, where we have over a hundred. I don’t think even that fucking harp is stupid enough to wage war with the odds so heavily in our favor.”
I look at my uncle and then my father. “If we were down to 20 soldiers would we ever back down if Murphy and his boys tried to open up a liquor store on Commercial Street or Atlantic Ave.? Fuck no, we wouldn’t. We would never give up an inch to that piece of shit. Murphy is a sick fuck who gets off on things like this. He’ll go balls to the wall to get us out of there. It isn’t worth it in the long run.”
My father sits back and brings his index finger to his lips. “Mikey, you make a lot of good points, but you’re also soft when it comes to the street game. That’s my fault. I want you to bring our good name into the business world legitimately, and you have.” He leans forward on his desk, pinning me with his eyes. “Stay in that world, son. Let us handle the dirty work. There are pieces already in motion.”
I sigh, “So then why tell me anything about it if I’m too soft for you.” I emphasize the word soft.
“Watch yourself or you’ll get a slap,” my father threatens, but I know it’s all talk. I don’t think my father ever put his hands on me in a serious way. “We need you to work with Capini to get this deal done. There’s going to be a lot of red tape, and since we’re helping his activity calendar fill up this winter he should be more than happy to help.” I give a disgusted nod. “Damian will arrange the other thing with our friend and use you to let him know all about the winter activities.”
Fuck, no. “No way, Dad. I want zero involvement in that. I handle the business, remember?”
My stomach drops. Fuck! This is going to be all-out war with Murphy. How the fuck will that go over with Ilee? I know she says she hates her father, and on some level she probably does, but it’s still her father. He’s the only parent she has left, and if our families start going at it how can we possibly make this work? I have to try again to reason with my father. Maybe my uncle can help me get through to him since he is my father’s most trusted adviser.
“Zio, please tell him this is a horrible idea. The dock is not worth the risk to all of our other business dealings or our soldiers if we get into another war.”
Uncle Enzo thinks for a minute and shifts in his chair to look at me. “Michael, at first I agreed with you, but then after looking over what we would be up against with Murphy’s crew, I started to see things differently. They don’t have the soldiers they used to have. Most are dead or in jail. They have maybe 20 people, where we have over a hundred. I don’t think even that fucking harp is stupid enough to wage war with the odds so heavily in our favor.”
I look at my uncle and then my father. “If we were down to 20 soldiers would we ever back down if Murphy and his boys tried to open up a liquor store on Commercial Street or Atlantic Ave.? Fuck no, we wouldn’t. We would never give up an inch to that piece of shit. Murphy is a sick fuck who gets off on things like this. He’ll go balls to the wall to get us out of there. It isn’t worth it in the long run.”
My father sits back and brings his index finger to his lips. “Mikey, you make a lot of good points, but you’re also soft when it comes to the street game. That’s my fault. I want you to bring our good name into the business world legitimately, and you have.” He leans forward on his desk, pinning me with his eyes. “Stay in that world, son. Let us handle the dirty work. There are pieces already in motion.”
I sigh, “So then why tell me anything about it if I’m too soft for you.” I emphasize the word soft.
“Watch yourself or you’ll get a slap,” my father threatens, but I know it’s all talk. I don’t think my father ever put his hands on me in a serious way. “We need you to work with Capini to get this deal done. There’s going to be a lot of red tape, and since we’re helping his activity calendar fill up this winter he should be more than happy to help.” I give a disgusted nod. “Damian will arrange the other thing with our friend and use you to let him know all about the winter activities.”
Fuck, no. “No way, Dad. I want zero involvement in that. I handle the business, remember?”
Timarie was born and raised in East Boston, Massachusetts. To this very day, Timarie still only live a few miles outside of downtown Boston. Since her early teens, Timarie has been a singer/song writer. After university, she continued to work in music, while simultaneously developing her business acumen in the private sector. It wasn’t until shortly after the terrorist attacks at the Boston Marathon finish line, that Timarie’s creative vision for this literary series came into focus. Timarie continues to work in music, as well as being an active writer. In addition to the books in The Finish Line Series, Timarie has also authored three other books awaiting publication at the time of this printing. It is her hope to show the world that Boston is not just the birthplace of America, but also one of the most diverse, intriguing and culturally rich places in the country. As she always says, “Boston is always a supporting character in all of my books.” Nothing is more important to Timarie than her family and friends, which includes her beloved Maine Coon, Princess. Timarie is also a fierce advocate for racial, gender and LGBTQ+ equality. She promotes independent thinking and social positivity.