Silence in New York - Book One

~Chapter 38~

"She ok?" Luca asked while detaching the final leg off Mike's body and helping Stefano place it in another bag. They worked together wrapping it up then going over the bag with duct tape securing the bag shut before moving onto another body part. They found although it was a long agonising task, it was best to keep everything separate and dispose of everything this way.
He looked up at Salvatore briefly who nodded and continued his hunt around the room.

""What are we doing with the hands this time?" Stefano asked holding up the unclosed bag of Mike's hands.

Adriana stood at the entry of her bedroom doorway looking out at them. "What are you doing with those?" She asked horrified at the sight before her.

"What did I tell you?" Salvatore spun around to face her angrily, "I told you to stay in there! Didn't I?"

"I was done," she replied inching towards the horrific blood scene before her. Her apartment was practically covered in plastic and the plastic was covered in blood spatter. She caught a glimpse of the bloody electrical hand saw and instantly covered her mouth with both her hands. "Oh God. What have we done?"

"We've don't nothing Ade." Luca pipped up almost angrily, "this is on us, not you. Understand?"

"Back in the room," Salvatore grabbed her by the upper arms and attempted to turn her around to push her back into the bedroom. He felt her plant her feet firmly into the floor instantly resisting him.

"No!" She snapped flinging her body back around smacking his forceful arms off her. "I'm in this Salvo. I'm going to help."

"Have you completely lost your mind?" His voice now raised and irritated. He was not in the mood for a fight. Not now.

"Yes. Yes I fũcking have lost my mind!" She yelled back shoving him away from her, "I let him in here. This is my apartment. I'm helping" she quickly shoved past him but was stopped immediately by his hand gripping her wrist firmly and tightly.

"Don't step in the blood." He sighed letting her go. "Fill that bucket with bleach and warm water, boil some in the kettle" he stated pointing towards the red bucket near the front door. If she was going to insist on this he was going to give her mediocre tasks to fulfil. "Once the plastic is up you can help mop ok?"

"Bleach? On my floor boards? Wont that eat through?" She questioned curiously. She had obviously never done this before.

Salvatore could not help but laugh before pulling her in for a quick peck on the forehead. "No baby. Your floors will be fine." He looked back at Stefano who was still waiting for an answer regarding the bloody hands. "Take them to the pigs later."

"What?" Adriana yelped a little louder than she meant too. "You can't take them to the cops. What are you crazy? Are you trying to send some sort of message? They'll fũcking find everything out!" Her hands were in her hair frantically speaking faster and faster feeling her body reacting to the stress she was in right at this moment. "We shouldn't be doing this! I should have called the cops myself! This was self-defence!" Once she noticed the men laughing amongst themselves she finally toned it down releasing her hair staring at the three men slightly confused. "Why are you laughing?"

"We were talking about actual pigs Adriana. Like the bacon kind." Salvatore grinned playfully watching her cheeks blush with embarrassment. "Pigs eat everything. Did you know that?" He continued his walk around the room as he spoke. "They eat everything including bone. Which is why people always use the saying 'you're such a pig'."

Adriana rolled her eyes cheekily at him. "Yes Salvo," she stated back, "I'm Sicilian. Of course I know that."

"Then you also know that after dismembering a body calling the cops isn't an option." Stefano indicated still holding up the bag of hands then finally tossing them aside into another duffle bag.

"No more mention of the cops. Understand Adriana?" Salvatore stared over at her as she organised the boiling water from the kitchen pouring it into the red bucket as instructed. He watched her gaze up at him and respond.

"No more mention of cops."

So there you have it guys... No more Mike... He is definitely done & dusted, now let's just hope this body doesn't resurface!

What do we all think about Adriana growing some lady balls and helping in handling the situation?

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