Pacing by his car on the waterfront, Michael LaFiamma, called Uncle Mikey by most, was wary this night.
This was one of the few times he went out to a meeting alone without body guards or the like but since this meeting was about his favored nephew he had no choice.
Uncle Mickey had helped to make the original deal that sent his nephew Joey to Houston, Texas after a contract was put on his life and now he was close to making a deal that would forever bring Joe home.
'And all I had to do was make a deal with the Devil.' The older man thought as a black limo pulled up next to him. "You're late."
A deep low chuckle came from inside as the window rolled down a little. "Just wanted to be sure you were alone."
The voice grated on Mikey's nerves as the accent and voice reminded him of whom he was dealing with.
"I said I would be. Now, do we have a deal?" the head of the LaFiamma family demanded.
Another chuckle. "Yes. In return for your aid I have arranged for your nephew's safe return. So long as I get what I want, the contract will remain off."
"You won't do anything until I get Joey outta Texas, right?" Uncle Mikey asked worriedly. "The boy's loyal and…."
"My people will wait 72 hours Michael. Have your boy out by then because I have waited too long to see my enemy dead."
As the meeting closed, the limo rider extended an envelope. "Congratulations Michael. In return for your nephew's life all you had to do was betray one of his closest friends."
The mocking laughter chilled the man as Uncle Mikey again thought of what he had done. 'Ahh Joey. I'm sorry but to finally get you home…I have no choice."