Chapter Eighty Four

[Pensi che io possa romperti la spalla? Ma signore, sicuramente sarebbe impossibile per me, non è vero? Sono solo una povera bambina che non può fare altro che allargare le gambe per un uomo.’ [You think I can break your shoulder? But Sir, surely that would be impossible for me, wouldn’t it? I am just a poor little girl not fit to do anything but spread my legs for a man.]

Her voice was sickly sweet and very girly then with a flick of her wrist there was a loud snap and Romero held his head in his hands when the Leader let out an agonised scream and fainted. Juliette sighed theatrically as she dropped him to the floor and with a look of utter distaste on her face she crouched down and wiped her hands on his jacket then reached inside for his gun. Pushing herself to her feet in a graceful feline motion she turned to the Dons and their wives and said in a low threatening voice,

‘Uscite, tutti voi. ORA!! Fuori.’ [Get out, all of you. NOW!! Get Out!!]

She yelled at them pointing the gun at them and they ran for the exits she turned to the Council Members still sitting in their seats, a wicked sneer on her beautiful face,

‘Qualcun altro vorrebbe testare quanto sono fragile e delicata?’ [Would anyone else like to test how fragile and delicate I am?]

Her voice was saccharine sweet as she met each of the Member's eyes unflinchingly, when none of them moved she raised an elegantly coiffured eyebrow and perched on the oak table. It was old, an antique, and polished until it shone but she did not give it the respect it deserved keeping her eyes on them she jumped onto the table and stared down at them. The men glared back at her haughtily and one of them spoke up,

‘Questo non prova nulla, se non che sarai severamente punito per le tue azioni.’ [This proves nothing except that you will be severely punished for your actions.]

Juliette walked down the table toward him her heels click clacking on the wooden surface each step leaving a mark that only a highly trained specialist would be able to remove. She crouched down in front of the man who had spoken and her eyes danced with amusement when he recoiled away from her so fast he almost fell out of his chair. It was only her lightening fast reflexes that saved him as her hand shot out and she grabbed his tie and hauled him back into his chair gripping the tie so tightly he began to choke,

‘Un colpo di scena e sarai morto.’  [One twist and you will be dead.]

She mused as his hands came up trying to pry himself free of her grasp not noticing her other hand slipping inside his jacket and taking his gun she released him so suddenly that he fell back into his chair and tipped it over.

‘È meglio, mi piace essere equilibrata.’ [That’s better, I like to be balanced.]’

She stood up and walked to the end of the table, her heels leaving marks with every step and the older Council Leaders grew more and more angry with her disregard for their rules.  

‘Adesso ascolta qui, piccola puttana sfacciata, sei nata mafiosa, conosci le regole. Mostrerete un po' di rispetto a questo Consiglio e farete come vi verrà detto.’  [Now listen here you brazen little bitch, you are Mafia born, you know the rules. You will show some respect to this Council and you will do as you are told.]

The eldest member slammed his hand onto the table and stood up his face red with anger,

‘Guardie, fate il vostro lavoro e trattenete questa signora impudente.’  [Guards, do your job and restrain this impudent madam.]

As if by magic the Council Guards came to life straightening and drawing their guns they underestimated Juliette once again. Without taking her eyes off the Council Leaders the first one that took a step toward her reeled from the gunshot to his shoulder she inflicted.

‘Oh caro, ho dimenticato di dire che mi sono allenato secondo gli standard olimpici di tiro? Naturalmente, ho anche preso lezioni da un cecchino Special Obs, solo perché tu capisca. [Oh dear, did I forget to mention I trained to Olympic shooting standards? Of course, I also took lessons from a Special Obs Sniper, just so you understand.]

She lowered the gun she had used to shoot the guard without even looking, she swung it around to point at the old Leader,

‘Mostra rispetto? Perché dovrei farlo? Posso chiederle quale rispetto avete dimostrato nei miei confronti, in effetti, quale rispetto avete dimostrato qualcuno di voi per tutta la parte delle donne appartenenti alla mafia?’ [Show you respect? Why would I do that? Can I ask what respect you have shown to me, in fact, what respect have any of you shown to the whole section of female members of the Mafia?]

Her voice contained all her pent-up rage at the way they treated her and all the other females who had the misfortune to be born into the Mafia.

‘Metti giù le pistole e scendi dal tavolo, Juliette.’  [Put the guns down and get off the table Juliette.]

She spun around to look at Romero,

‘Che cosa?’ [What?]  

He looked a little embarrassed but continued,

‘Scendi di lì e vieni qui.’  [Get down off there and come here.]

He watched as she climbed off the table but she made no move toward him,

‘Avrei dovuto saperlo.’ [I should have known.]

Only he heard her as the Council Guards raced forward and grabbed the guns from her hands quickly cuffing her arms behind her back,

‘Portala nei sotterranei, ci occuperemo di lei più tardi.’ [Take her to the dungeons we will deal with her later.]

They manhandled her toward the exit at the back of the room Romero signalled to his men,

‘Che cazzo stai facendo?’  [What the fuck are you doing?]

 He took a step forward anger in his voice,

‘Pensavi che l'avremmo lasciata uscire di qui dopo quello che ha fatto?’ [Did you think we would just let her walk out of here after what she has done?]

Romero was enraged,

‘Lasciala andare subito.'  [Let her go right now.]