Riker walks over to the bar. "We can go upstairs and talk."

"Okay," I put my phone in my pocket and follow Riker to the office. "What happened to Eliana?"

He stops on the stairs and turns towards me. "A few guys from the other family was waiting for me in the alley and when they say Eliana out there they took their anger out on her."

"Will she be alright?"

"Yeah, she'll be fine. None of that was hers. It was the other families. They shouldn't have messed with my family. People have died for less."

I know they have. I was one of the people that had to handle situations like that for him.

We continue to climb the stairs. Once we walk into the office I see a number things have changed, but some of my things are still in the office.

Like my jersey. It's hanging on the wall behind Riker and my football photo shoot that was taken before my accident.

He takes a seat behind the mahogany desk. "Who do you need me to kill?"

"No one. I want to sell my nightclubs."

Riker crosses his arms and he looks at me. "Why would you want to sell your clubs? They have been making great business since you left it in my capable hands."

A smile spreads across my face. "I've seen how well they have been doing since the New York Mafia runs them. I also know how clean you've kept my clubs while you were managing and that's why I want to sell them to you."

"You want me to buy you out? Are you sure?"

I lean forward in my chair. "Yes, I'm sure, Riker. I want to concentrate on the business that I'm running in Los Angeles and I don't want to fly here from time to time to see how things are going."

"You sound whipped, bro. Is there a girl that's making you want to clean up you're act an leave this world behind?"

I laugh. "Isn't there always?" I stand up and walk to the window. I watch as people run through the streets of New York. "I'm not dating this girl yet, but she sure made an impression on me."

"I know what you mean. My girl did the same thing and I knew I could never let her go. I'm glad she came home with Riley that day. So, tell me how did yours make the impression? I don't think she'd do something stupid to have gained yours."

He's going to be in for a surprise.

Turning towards him I say. "I was in my office doing some work. When I looked to the tv screen where I saw a beautiful woman sitting at the bar. She ordered a drink and threw it back after it was handed to her. She said something to the bartender and he said something back that she didn't like. She stood up on the bar and pulled out a light. She flicked the lighter and raised it towards the sprinkler."

Riker whistles. "Damn, I like this girl. Is there anyway you'd bring her to New York to meet us?"

I shake my head. "I don't want her to know about this side of my life. If and when the time comes I will tell her." I walk back to the chair and sit opposite my friend. "So, do you want to buy the three clubs I have in New York or not?"

"Yes, I would. Meet me here tomorrow and we'll have a business meeting. After that I want you to stay for a couple of days as I want to catch up with my friend."

"Okay, I'll stay for a couple of days. Do you still have a few of my old team mates come in?"

"No, the last time I saw Jeremiah was before you left for Los Angeles. The others never came in much after you left. I think the company you kept, aka me, scared them away."

"Jeremiah moved to Los Angeles. He was traded to another team and it's been the best career move he made so far. I think being closer to an friend has made him the player he is today."

Riker stands up. "Lets go back downstairs and you tell me what you've been up to since you left."

"Okay," I stand up and follow my friend to the door. We climb down the stairs to the bar where the girls are still sitting.

Eliana has a bottle of beer in her hands. She looks at me. "Hey, Jai. I'm sorry about earlier. I should have known that you want to change the way you are, but old habits die hard for me."

I give her a half smile. "That's alright, Eliana. I hope you can find a guy that's worthy of you. Stop dating and having sex with losers who want to use you because of the way you look."

She looks at me. "What do you mean because of the way I look?"

"You're a beautiful woman, Eli. Any man that doesn't see that is blind. You should go on a holiday and take a breather from this life or visit you're family in Italy."

Riker kicks my leg under the table. He mouths. "What are you doing?"

I mouth back. "Helping her."

He lets it go and I continue to talk with Eliana. "It's up to you what you want to do, but getting away will refresh you and I think that's what you need."

A smile spreads across her face. "I think you're right. Maybe, I should go to Miami and see our cousin for a while."

Riker stands up and looks at his sister. "No, you're not. She's not good enough for you to visit. She's the reason why our family have run out of money and she has the fortune that our Grandfather should have given us, but instead he changed his last name so that he could be with a woman that didn't fit into our world. I'm still not over how he could have started another Mafia family without thinking about the family he already had. Not, only that he still had two more kids with him. The woman didn't care that he had more children. All she cared about was the son that could take over the family when the time came."

"Nikolai, was part of our family and we need to move on from all the stuff we were brought into. For all we know the last two uncles are fine with their half siblings."

Riker knocks the bottle over that's on the table. "No, they're not. Everyone in this family hates the Marino's including me. I'm not going to have my sister spend anytime with the enemy."

Eliana stands up and she gives her brother a deadly glare. "I'm going weather you like it or not, Riker. The rest of the family need to move on and accept that you have to make the Mesi's known again. You let the company fail because that's what Dad wanted and you let everything turn to shit so you could play mafia boss inside of a bar." She walks away from Riker.

He looks at me. "This is all your fault." He too walks away, but his girlfriend is at his side trying to calm him down.

I better get home. I need to pack some things up from the condo and have them shipped home since I don't know when I'll be coming back to New York.