Ivy's Twisted Vine Redux Latrivia Nelson (best selling autobiographies .txt) 📖

again,” Brooks said drinking a cup of coffee to stay awake. It was five o’clock in the morning and the entire Narc/Tact Unit had been activated to respond the officer killed only hours before in an abandoned warehouse lot.

Nicola and Brooks had come directly in to the headquarters from the East End Grill still very much intoxicated. The entire team was in awe as they pulled up to discover that Mayor Henderson was there in his pajamas along with his entire staff as well as the director and deputy director of the police department.

Nicola knew that this was going to be the biggest bust of the new unit’s history. All the news stations in town were covering the story and demanding immediate action. Finally, the day had come for the unit to serve its primary purpose. And Director Billings shared the same demand considering the officer killed was his only nephew.

As the team gathered around him, Nicola took a long breath. “The boy found at the scene was identified as Hector Dominguez. He is Caesar Dominguez’s baby brother. Evidently, he was left at the scene after Antonio Perez shot him. Now, I know that at least two these are household names for you boys, so I won’t give you a history lesson. What I will say is that Caesar’s little brother left a sweet little parting gift for us…the address to the hideout of Caesar’s operation. Everyone knows that this guy had been moving like a gypsy in the city for months. So pinpointing him has been our main problem. This should unlock some very big doors for us. We want arrests. We want drugs and money. We want good clean kills if they become necessary, and we want no civilian casualties. Now Brooks has gone over in detail with us the tactical assault procedure that we will take according to the blueprints of the Clearborne Apartment building. We’re going to take them by total surprise early this morning while they still sleep. We’ve got a muzzle on the news stations to keep them from giving away too much information about what we know. We’ve got surveillance set up around the perimeter of the apartment. Now, I can tell you this, Clearborne is an old dope spot. There are only a few tennants in this hell hole and most of them are probably involved the movement of his drugs in some way. More than anything, we need to try to take Ceasar and Antonio Perez alive. Remember, we’re looking to get the bigger fish, Guerra, if possible. This is going to be our biggest bust. The entire city of Memphis is looking on for this one. No mistakes will be tolerated. Every action must be methodical, because ever reaction will be. So, let’s do this right the first time. Brooks anything to add?” Nicola asked as he looked out at his team circled around the NARC/TACT strategy table.

“Just one thing…watch your six. All the training pays off today.” Brooks said looking around the room.

**

Caesar sat on an old worn out black leather couch staring blankly at the 57” television across the room wiping visible tears from his eyes. Having just received news that his brother was gunned down by a police officer from Antonio, he tried to control the anger and guilt that overwhelmed him.

“I should have gone myself,” Caesar said with his head in his hands. “My baby brother is dead, because of me.” He stared blankly at the news giving vague details of the bloody shooting.

“We just have to retaliate against these pig bastards,” Antonio said eyeing his crew to back him up. “I shot the white boy that shot him, but I knew I couldn’t save Hector. So we had to leave him there.”

“No, I understand, Antonio. You did what you had to. I’m thankful that you got revenge for my brother, and you brought back the work. But I promise on my mother’s soul, there will be no rest for the Memphis Police Department after this night.” Snorting a long line of cocaine on the glass table in front of him, he sat back and watched the room spin. “We’re going to war.”

“What do you want us to do?” Antonio asked sitting beside Caesar on the couch with an attentive ear.

“Find out where Nicola Agosta and K.C. Brooks live, find out where their families live and then get back with me. We’re going to hit them at home the way they hit us.” Caesar felt the room begin to spin.

“Why would we go after them specifically? They weren’t responsible for this?” Antonio knew the very mention of those two would create more trouble than he bargained for.

“Tonio, you shot a fucking cop. They are coming for us. Who do you think the MPD is going to send to clean up this shit? Them….Agosto and Brooks. So, we have to hit them first. And hit them today.”

“Right now, they don’t know that it was even us there last night? Why would we give ourselves up?”

“Eventually, they will link Hector to me. And it will be no question about who did what. Right now, they’re not scared of us. No one thinks that we can carry our own, but it’s time to show them that we can. So, we start right at the top and take out their best fucking guys.” Caesar snorted another row of cocaine and laid his head back on the couch.

Antonio rolled his eyes. Caesar had lost his mind if he thought that he was going to be involved in this shit. He had done enough. He had protected their interests when he shot the cop and brought back the blow. Now, he wanted to start a war with the NARC/TACT Unit? No way in hell. But for now, he would play along, until the time was right, and then he’d off Caesar too.

“Fine. I’ll find out where they live today and