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Thursday, 2 January 2014

2nd January 2014 (20:55)

The Farelli Brothers


"What do you mean you've lost it?!" He smacked jimmy hard across the cheek with the back of his hand. "How could you have lost it, it was tied to your god damn hand for Christs sake!" 


"I'm sorry Danny. I don't know what I can say." 


"What you can say Jim... What you can say is that you haven't lost my god damn diamond and that this was all just a big mis-fucking-understanding!" Danny strikes Jommy again, harder this time, sending him clattering off the back of his chair clutching at his throbbing red cheek. 


The office was a tip. The guys who had robbed Jimmy had come for more than just the diamonds. The diamonds were nothing to Danny in truth, collateral damage that he could blame someone for. What he had lost was much more valuable to him. 


"Are you crying?" Danny peered down at his little brother. He was an idiot, Danny knew it, he had always known it. He beat up enough kids when they were younger because of it. But he loved him despite all his faults. 


Danny held out a hand for his brother, and lifted him off the floor. He squeezed his shoulder tight and settled him down in his own chair. "I'' sorry Jim. You know my temper." 


Jimmy sat in silence and just nodded. 


"You know I don't mean it. Not against you. It's those thieving bas'tads. They took it Jim." 


"I know Danny, I'm sorry, I didn't think they'd be able to get me out of those cuffs, I thought it's be alright tied to me. It's just I'm so tired Dan. Marbella has been keeping me up all night she's teething' you know?" 


"I know Jim. But it's not the diamonds I'm worried about. It's the knife." 


"The knife?" Jim asked with a complete air of innocence. Danny smiled at him, he was a fully grown adult, a wife and a kid but he was still his kid brother. 


"Yeah Jim. The knife...." Danny passed the office searching under the papers that were strewn amongst his desk. He knew it wouldn't be there, he'd checked countless times already. "When I had you kill Alex Prosico last week...." Danny waved his hands in front if his body, trying to grasp the words from mid air. "I hadn't had a chance to clean it properly Jim. His bloods all over it and now they have it." 


"Who Dan? What?" 


"The Prosico's and if they go to the police Jim, they'll have you locked up before your daughters first tooth makes it's way through her gums." 


Jimmy started to cry. 


"Jim, we're gunna have to do the job for them. It's the only way." 


"But we promised ma we wouldn't rob no more banks." He sobbed. 


"I know we did Jim," he said as he patted his baby brother on the back. "I know we did."

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