Connor Bennett knew something was wrong the second he rolled up to his Concord mansion. The door had been completely kicked in off the hinges and a giant hole was smashed into the window pane. "Fuck." Connor muttered under his breath. There was only one person who could be responsible for this.
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"Stacy! Stacy!" Connor screamed out as he entered his vandalized home. He walked through his house and saw papers scattered everywhere, furniture tipped upside down, and glass shattered in every direction. "Damnit!" The older man screamed kicking an ottoman over into the fireplace. "STACY!!" He cries out for his wife.
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"Connie?!" He finally heard his wife call out from the kitchen. Quickly he sprinted into the next room and saw his wife enter from the door that lead down to the garage.
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"Honey, thank fucking Christ!" Connor yelled out hugging his wife tightly. He wouldn't know what he would have done if they got his wife.
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"This is Vito isn't it?" She asked tears of fright pooling in his wife's eyes.
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"I'm afraid so my love." Connor answered knowing his luck of dodging Vito and his men had finally run its course.
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"What are we going to do?" She asked holding onto her husband tightly.
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There was only one thing Connor could think of, he grabbed his wife's hand bringing it to his lips and kissing softly. "We have to run."
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"Run?!" Mrs. Bennett repeated gasping in shock. "Connie there has to be another solution."
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"Trust me if there was I would but this was the only warning I'm getting from Vito. Next will be a bullet in my temple." Connor told his wife as he took her by the hand and led her upstairs to pack.
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"But what about the kids?!" Stacy asked as she watched her husband begin to pull out two suitcases.
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Connor looked sadly at his wife. "We don't have a choice Stacy!" He cried out. "Now get packing!"
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It had been a couple days since Trevor Bennett heard from his parents. Trevor was 28 and resided in the heart of Boston, miles away from his parents and his Concord childhood home. It was odd to not speak to his parents for a couple days so he made the drive to check and see what was up. Trevor went against his dad's wishes to follow in his footsteps as a high profile defense attorney. However his dad did fund his dream as architect. Trevor and his company were responsible for some of the most beautiful buildings in New England. He made good on paying back the loan to his father and was now the most successful architect on the East Coast.
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He punched in the code to his parents' front gate and drove his Range Rover up the paved driveway to the main house that looked over the town of Concord, Mass. His dad did very well for himself and was the best of the best when it came to defense law. He defended some tough criminals but was very good at it and made millions upon millions. His mom, god love her, was nothing more than a trophy wife. She was a great mom when her kids were little but now that Trevor and his sister were adults, she spent her days shopping, tanning, and attending the Quail Ridge Country Club. Trevor honestly wasn't sure if his mom ever actually worked a day in her life.
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"What the fuck?" Trevor said out loud to himself as he pulled up in view of the house. He observed the same mess his father had a couple days earlier. Trevor threw the car in park and immediately jumped out, "Mom! Dad!" He screamed not having to bother with his key since the front door was hanging off the house. "Mom! Dad! Where are you?!" His heart was racing as he searched his childhood home for his parents.
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After searching each room upstairs frantically praying he didn't find them dead somewhere he can barreling down the main marble staircase. "Don't waste your time." Trevor heard a voice say coming from the sitting room.
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"Vito?" Trevor addressed through gritted teeth. "Where are my parents?!" He demanded getting right in the man's face. It took a lot of balls for Trevor to talk to Vito like this considering he knew exactly how dangerous this man could be. Vito Bucitella was Boston's most feared mobster. Connor met him originally when he was his defense attorney almost 20 years ago. Trevor knew their relationship hadn't ended in the courtroom. Deep down he knew his dad was into some illegal activities but just didn't want to ask questions.
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Trevor at this point had Vito by the shirt collar, "Where are they Vito?!"
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"Was hoping you could tell me." Vito answered smugly pushing the younger man backwards. "Word is Mommy and Daddy skipped town after your dear ol' dad's debt to me got a little too large." Vito watched as Trevor processed what he was hearing. "I want my fucking money kid!"
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"How much does my dad owe you?" Trevor asked.
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"10 million." Vito answered.
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Trevor felt like the wind was knocked out of him by that figure. He leaned against the nearby wall for support; he couldn't believe what he was hearing, his dad owned the Italian Mafia 10 million dollars.
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Vito's glance switched to a family photo over the fireplace. It was taken at Trevor's 18th birthday of him, his parents, and his little sister, Josie. Vito licked his lips at the photo, "Your baby sister must be pretty grown by now, bet she's beautiful nowadays."
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"You stay away from my fucking sister Vito!" Trevor yelled getting right in the man's face. "Her and I have nothing to do with my father's mess!"
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"Well your dad's not here, hasn't been for a couple days." Vito spat then got a sadist smile on his face, "She's not worth 10 mil but pretty little thing like that...well I'm sure we could make a deal."
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"You touch my sister and I will fucking kill you!" Trevor shouted standing toe to toe with Vito.
Vito reached behind him and with a sarcastic laugh and cocked his handgun. Trevor's throat began to quiver; a fight man to man he figured he could take the older guy but obviously had no chance if he was armed. "Look..." He said swallowing away the lump in his throat, "I'm sure we can make some kind of arrangement and leave my sister out of all this.269Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3vbkiJtLnF
