Helping Mr. Gang Leader .Chapter 13: and here comes Rio . Within half an hour she was up and standing, and just after that she was dressed and holding still so the nurse could tie his shoes for her. She attempted it already herself, but a sudden case of vertigo had sent her smashing to the ground and she had an egg at the back of her head to prove it.“Take it easy, will you,” Maria said as she came to see her off. She put the back of her hand to her forehead and cautioned, “You’re going to be a little dizzy and disoriented for the next few hours, but it’ll wear off. Come see me immediately if anything feels off, and don’t take chances with your health. I know you’re stubborn, but be a little less stubborn on this issue.”“Thank you, Maria,” She said appreciatively, and kissed her cheek in a way that had her blushing. “I’ll see you in September.”The sun was low in the sky when Gianna left the hospital. She was a little unsteady on her feet, and there was the barest hint of vert
Helping Mr. Gang Leader .Chapter 14: She was not some damsel in distress. She did not, for one second, think she was better than anyone else. She understood that not everyone could afford to be so charitable, and some people were simply selfish for various reasons. She knew that instinctively most people wanted to do good, and that was enough. But she didn’t stick her nose in the air, she didn’t think that her running a clinic was any more important than whatever anyone else was doing, and the accusation was absolutely hurtful.Gianna had put everything into her clinic. She had given everything for it, and to keep it going, and she hadn’t done it to be able to brag or show it off or use it as fodder. She had done it because he wanted to help people, and it was as simple as that.Behind her, Gianna heard the rumble of Rio’s motorbike, and sure enough seconds later he was cutting back into Gianna’s path.“Gun or no gun,” Gianna threatened, “if you don’t leave me the hell alone, I
-Helping Mr. Gang Leader .Chapter 15: You brought me a chocopie. Gianna signed off on her last chart of the day and glanced towards the clock. At nine pm she was officially done with her workday. There were a couple of medical journals she wanted to review, and dinner sounded great, but she didn’t have any more patients to see that night.At least that was what she thought until one of her employees slipped her head through the door with a short knock and gave her an apologetic look.“What?” She asked with a grimace.“I know,” she eased out, “that you’re supposed to be done now … but …”“A last-minute walk-in?”For the most part, word had gotten around that they stopped taking walk-ins around eight. It was the only way they could manage the cutoff at the end of the day and not ruin someone’s night. But a last second walk-in either meant it was someone who hadn’t been the clinic before, or someone who was in desperate need of help.“What’s the condition?” Gianna asked, moving to
Helping Mr. Gang Leader .Chapter 16: in other words, I like you . “Your brother said you don’t have much of a sweet tooth, but he also said you might not be so angry with me if I got that for you. I think I was successful?”. Gianna pocketed the treat. “Free pass.”Dante nearly preened.“For now,” Gianna added, but she was smiling, and when Dante grinned back, Gianna realized how difficult it would be to get and remain mad at someone like Dante.Then, a little more serious, Dante reached out to touch Gianna’s bruised wrist gently. “I’m sorry this happened to you. I’m sorry that someone thought they could hurt you like this and get away with it … and that it’ll be a while before I can do something about this.”“I don’t want you to do anything about it,” Gianna countered immediately. “I don’t want you to start things back up, not when they’re beginning to calm down. This? This is nothing. It’ll fade over time. But I won’t be able to forgive you if you try to retaliate in some way a
Helping Mr. Gang Leader .Chapter 17: I’m kind of invested in you. Dante’s grandmother was watching from the partially exposed kitchen, and it wasn’t as if Dante was asking such an impossible thing.So, offering a small smile, Gianna put her hand in Dante’s, let their fingers brush coolly, and stated, “I never pictured you with a grandmother.”Proudly, Dante was quick to say, “She raised me. I was six when I became her responsibility, but she never hesitated. Not even for a second. She and my grandfather mean more to me than anything else in this world.”Taking some initiative, Gianna let her grip tighten on Dante’s hand and she confessed quietly, “I lost my mother and sister at a young age. But I’m glad you had someone so loving and caring to raise you. You’re lucky.”“But you didn’t,” Dante said, certain in his words.“I had my dad,” Gianna corrected. “He wasn’t very loving or caring, but he was there, and that’s something. He could have dumped Giovanni and I with relatives overs
Helping Mr. Gang Leader .Chapter 18: she can’t afford the luxury of falling in love . “Well,” Gianna said, trying not to think about how easily Namjoon could have been hurt. He could have died. “Could you possibly refrain from insulting the love life of dangerous criminals? I would prefer you whole and healthy, and not bleeding in my clinic.”“Careful,” Dante warned, drinking the last of his water. “You keep saying these things that lead me to think that you really care about me. I’ll get the wrong idea if you don’t stop.”“I’m kind of invested in you,” Gianna said, her heart starting to thunder again, though it felt natural and normal for once.Dante tried, “Because medical supplies are expensive?”“No,” Gianna said with a grin. “Obviously because my time is precious.”Dante blinked a bit blankly for a second before stating, “I like you too, Gia.”Gianna’s grin grew. “No taking back it back if you say it and mean it.”Dante crossed his arms and demanded, “Did some asshole say tha
Helping Mr. Gang Leader .Chapter 19: but I don’t do dates . The moment Gianna was across the threshold and into the main reception area, she already felt better.“Doctor Gia!” An older woman waiting in the receptionist area called to her, waving happily when she finally spotted her.She called back, “You’re looking gorgeous as usual, Mrs.” The woman was one of Yara’s regulars. “Gianna!,” the secretary at the front desk, Yara, said with arms crossed when she was nearer, “can you please not flirt with the patients?”“I can’t help it,” Gianna said, turning to wink at the elderly woman. “If the pretty ones keep coming in, I can’t be held accountable for my behavior.”In the waiting area, the older woman blew her a greasy kiss.“Anything happen while I was out at lunch?” Gianna asked before she cut back to the employee only area, moving to her side of the work space.She slipped Gia a written note on pastel pink paper that she used as if all other kinds offended her. Color coordinat
Helping Mr. Gang Leader .Chapter 20: you have my word .“So it’s agreed, our working times have extended unfortunately” Gianna said, then she was distracted by the vibrating in her pocket.Yara wandered off as Gianna stared down at the number illuminated up at her. It was a private number, or one blocked, and she had no idea who it could be. She couldn’t even see the numbers of the person calling her. Dread filled her stomach that it could be someone from Infinite.But then the phone stopped ringing, and instead a text message came through.It was a simple command, with no pretense, ordering her to open the backdoor to the clinic quickly. There was no name attached, so it seemed like a bad idea.But then a second text message arrived, and with one single word:Emergency.The doctor in Gianna was overriding any kind of common sense she might have felt in that moment, and she moved directly to the back of the clinic. There was no one around, thankfully. It was nearing the noon hour
Helping Mr. Gang Leader .Epilogue: Time to start living .If six months ago, when Gianna had been worried that her father would pull funding for the clinic, and that they’d have to close their doors to an ailing public who needed them, anyone had told Gianna that not only would her clinic be surviving, but also thriving and expanding, she would have laughed and then likely wept.But with the summer heat beating down outside, Angelo sending post cards regularly, Harry a fulltime practitioner at the clinic, and full community support, the clinic was now officially relocated to a building that was three times its original size.It was a surreal moment for Gianna, walking through the front doors of the new clinic that was set to open in less than two days, looking around at what her hard work and dedication had finally landed her.Infinite being flushed out of the area, regardless of how it had happened and the part Gianna felt she played in it, was the best thing that could have happe
Helping Mr. Gang Leader.Chapter 109: crying for the rest of my life .Maddox was in the apartment.Maddox was in a personal, private space that was supposed to be safe. And if he’d gotten past the men standing guard outside …Wiggling her toes a little against the water, Gianna asked quietly, “What are you doing here?.”She didn’t want to wake Dante. She couldn’t. If Dante came out here to where Maddox was with a gun, it would only put him in danger. Gianna couldn’t risk that. She wouldn’t.“It’s all gone,” Maddox eased out, moving forward fully into the light, gun raised to Gianna’s chest level. “It’s gone and it’s your fault.”“My fault?” Gianna questioned. She shook her head a little. “No. I …”“Clyde,” Maddox said morosely, more like a sad wail than anything else. “Clyde. He’s gone.”Gianna took that as confirmation that Clyde was likely dead.“I didn’t kill him,” Gianna said evenly.Maddox looked … worrisome. From where Gianna was standing she could see that Maddox’s eyes wer
Helping Mr. Gang Leader . Chapter 108: Maddox .“Gia!”Gianna was jarred away from her conversation with Rio as Giovanni nearly barreled into her side, exclaiming, “This party is awesome!”“You just like it because of the food,” Gianna accused, but she gave Giovanni a playful nudge to the shoulder. “Go ahead and eat as much as you want. I hear that the person who’s supposed to be looking after your eating habits hasn’t been doing a good job.”Giovanni made a surprised squeak, damaged eyebrows going high. Rio scoffed.With the speeches over the floor was quickly becoming a small dancing area, music playing softly. It was a sure sign that the night was starting to conclude.Giovanni dashed back to the food table and Gianna turned to Rio, asking, “Do you want to dance?” She would have loved if Dante had been able to come. Truthfully, Gianna was a bit desperate to finally be able to show off the person who held her heart. But Dante had been extra busy with Axel lately, and she was tryi
Helping Mr. Gang Leader . Chapter 107: Unrequited love: The most painful kind of love to be trapped in .There was something to be said for persevering through adversity.Because for the first time in a very long time, Gianna managed to have an amazing Christmas.Christmas time for Gianna was typically not a huge event. She knew a fairly large number of people who celebrated the holiday, both religiously and in the secular sense, but with Gianna’s reduced family size, there weren’t a lot of people to celebrate with. She might go to a party or two, and see Giovanni for a few hours, but that was it. Most years she bought Christmas presents for the people she knew—almost in a compulsive way, and received a few only from the people she tended to be closest with.When she’d been a child, it had been the house keepers and nannies buying both herself and Giovanni presents with a prescribed budget from their father. Gianna couldn’t remember the last time her father had handed her a pres
Helping Mr. Gang Leader . Chapter 106: Mariposa takes care of family .For the first time in a while, Gianna saw some kind of amusement in her father’s eyes. The kind of emotion that Gianna thought had been carefully cut out over the years.“I’ve lied a lot over the past week and a half,” Her father said, looking Gianna in the eyes. “I lied about where my information about Infinite came from. I lied about Mariposa’s association with what happened. I lied about Mariposa’s identities. I lied about you being there at all, other than coincidentally, and I falsified information to make certain people disappear from the records. Not only that, I’ve … provided certain incentives to other individuals to make sure no important names ever come up or can be tied to this.”“Oh, dad,” Gianna sighed out, tears in her eyes.“Considering I deployed the national guard,” his father continued, “to offer back up to one gang over another in a conflict that spilled out onto the streets and ended up inju
Helping Mr. Gang Leader . Chapter 105: a medical mystery .Gianna screamed. She screamed her throat raw until it was painful to even breathe, and then she kept screaming, eyes locked on Rio’s body.“Shut the fuck up!” Clyde demanded, stalking towards her, the gun still raised.No. Not Rio. There was no way Rio was dead. He couldn’t be.“I said shut the fuck up!”Gianna couldn’t. She couldn’t stop screaming. She wasn’t in control of her body anymore.Clyde fired off a second shot, inches from Gianna. The bullet imbedded into the ground and Gianna fell quiet maybe out of an inability to do anything else, more than the fear.“Christ! Finally.” Clyde let out a long breath.Gianna gasped out a sob, and then she was crying openly, reaching out trembling fingers for Rio.Blood was seeping out around Rio’s body at a slow crawl, but from the way he’d fallen Gianna couldn’t tell where the bullet had gone in. She couldn’t even properly address the injury. She couldn’t do anything but collapse
Helping Mr. Gang Leader . Chapter 104: infinite bastards .The moment she injected the morphine into herself, feeling the buzz of the drug kick in, chasing away the pain, she sighed in relief. It made her a little loopy, relaxing back against the bed in a useless kind of way, but she was so thankful to be free of the pain she’d felt constantly for a day, that it was worth it.And it was hard, so terribly hard, with how exhausted she was, and lonely and scared, but after that Gianna forced herself to sit up and keep going.In the other syringe she loaded a likely lethal dose of sedative. It was hard to tell though, even for a doctor, as Infinite employed various sized people. The dose she’d filled would kill someone like Donald, put someone like Clyde into a coma, and likely only knock out someone Hagrid’s size.She wasn’t looking to kill anyone, but if they sent Hagrid after her, Gianna couldn’t take the chance that a smaller dose would barely have any effect. Hagrid was strong, in
Helping Mr. Gang Leader . Chapter 103: Karma? .When they locked her back in her room that night after the phone call, instead of taking her downstairs, it was absolutely clear to Gianna that they planned to use her as bait. They were going to dangle her out in front of Mariposa in the coming days and reduce her to mere fodder.Gianna, who cared more about Giovanni and Dante, and the rest of Mariposa, than anyone else in the world, was not willing to let that stand.She wasn’t just going to roll over and let things happen. Infinite had the advantage now, but Gianna was creative. She was creative, and above all else, she was desperate.So that night, using a pair of grooming sheers she found in the bathroom, she tore up the sheets on her bed. They were thick and of an extremely high quality, the kind of thread count that Gianna had grown up sleeping on. The best money could buy. But most importantly, it meant the material didn’t have much give. And she could wrap her ribs tightly an
Helping Mr. Gang Leader . Chapter 102: Gia is Mariposa now . “For Gia, right?” Giovanni asked, staring hard at Dante. “We’re going in for Gia, right?”And not for Maddox. The second half of the question was left off, but implied all the same.Rio said hotly, “If I come across that bastard, I’m going to take a shot.”“You’re not alone,” Ezekiel interjected.“Of course,” Dante said, voice going rough. “If any of us has the chance to end this by cutting the head off the snake, take the shot. But this is about getting Gia out. Leave Axel and his men to gun for Maddox. If we get Gia out, then we can hit Maddox later, on our own terms, and without him dangling someone we love over our heads.”Jovani leaned back, unease on his face, and said, “There’s one thing I’m really worried about.” He looked to Sal. “The cops.”“They could be a problem,” Sal agreed.“They will be a problem,” Jovani corrected. “They’re not just in Infinite’s pocket. They’re owned by Infinite. There isn’t a cop on th