Chapter 16: Future Gameplan

Chapter 16: Chapter 16: Future Gameplan

The next day,

"Slick."

"Yes?"

"Why is there a crow perched on your shoulder?"

Lucky called Ricky into his office only to see his son walk in with a Crow curiously gazing around the office.

"Oh Chester?" Ricky pointed at the name he had suddenly come up with as the crow now named Chester gazed at the situation curiously.

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*Sigh*

"You named it?" Lucky facepalmed as Ricky shrugged while walking over to the nearby couch as Chester flapped his wings.

Chester felt uncomfortable on Ricky's shoulder, positioning his feet in different ways to find a suitable resting spot only to no avail.

Looking around, Chester suddenly flapped his wings as Ricky flinched and watched him perch itself on a nearby lamp as Lucky weirdly stared at him.

"Why can't you be a normal kid and irresponsibility get a dog, huh?" Lucky turned towards Ricky with a weird expression as his son shrugged.

"I think I'm past being 'normal'." Ricky spoke while flexing his powers as Lucky sighed, running his hand through his hair.

"I'm guessing you want me to get the necessary things for a crow like a cage-"

"CAW~" Chest screeched at the mention of a cage as Lucky flinched at the sudden objection.

"Everything except a cage, right Chester?" Ricky looked over at him as the bird nodded its little beak.

Lucky looked back and forth from Chester to Ricky before shaking his head as this development was too much for him as of now.

"Whatever, I'll take care of it." Lucky let out a heavy sigh as Ricky gave him a thumbs up.

"Anyways, I have to talk with you about something." Lucky's face became serious in an instant.

Ricky simply raised an eyebrow but tuned in since he could tell that their next conversation would be a serious one.

"I want us, our family, to become the sole mafia organization in the entirety of New York." Lucky dropped an atomic bomb of a statement which made Ricky, who was about to joke, suddenly froze in shock.

"..."

"Pops, you're kidding." Ricky, who was about to sip on Lucky's good rum, stopped and asked in a baffled tone.

Lucky didn't say anymore and placed a gun on the table as Ricky understood that he wasn't kidding.

"Do I look like the type of joe to kid around with stuff like this?" Lucky leaned back in his chair while gesturing to Ricky who rolled his eyes.

"But still-"

"This whole five family thing will work for maybe 10-20 years but sooner or later, they'll turn their back on profits for power." Lucky pointed at Ricky with a slight smile.

"That's where you come in, the future of our family, the gifts God gave you shouldn't be tucked away but elevate us." Lucky lectured though Ricky was used to this.

The government and other mob bosses might call Charlie 'Lucky' Luciano a man who only got to where he is with pure luck but Ricky knew better.

Lucky was a genius businessman.

He wasn't just a genius but a calculative thinker who masked all of his success with the notion of insane luck which loosened the guards of many bosses.

In fact, Lucky didn't believe in luck or karma, he believed in results and he made sure to produce them at every chance.

"I know that pops, but let's say we pull it off and get rid of the five families, the power vacuum will be too large and we don't have the power to manage all that territory." Ricky informed his father as Lucky smiled widely at this deduction.

Although Ricky presented himself as an adult, he wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed, and because of that Lucky had been struggling to instruct him.

Lucky believed that formal studies were for those who couldn't make it on their own and firmly adhered to the ideology of 'teaching by the streets.'

To ensure Ricky learned from this ideology, Lucky made sure to include him thoroughly in all business decisions and negotiations, hoping that his own strategic thinking would rub off on him.

For the first time, it seemed to be working.

"Fine, but I swear I'll yank you out so fast if I find out you're going there to party." Lucky relented as Ricky flashed a soothy smile.

"And one more thing." Lucky suddenly stopped Ricky who was about to leave as he turned back to see Lucky holding a slick black card.

"A business card?" Ricky raised an eyebrow as he took the card before showing an even weirder expression.

"It's a last resort, a place that will give you shelter in a time of need." Lucky pointed at Ricky who pointed at the card.

"But it's a hotel-"

"Slick, that ain't no normal hotel." Lucky's face was adorned in an utmost seriousness as Ricky shrugged.

"Keep it on you at all times and if they ever try to blackmail you into a membership, ask for the free trial." Lucky continued to speak what Ricky interpreted as nonsense but he nodded, putting it in his wallet since he could see that he wasn't joking.

"Do you also want to give me the card to your favorite restaurant as well?" Ricky joked as Lucky rolled his eyes but flashed a smile.

*Knock*

Ricky knocked on Lucky's desk before strolling over to the desk as he shook his head.

"We're leaving at 8 tomorrow to go to the commission meeting so you better be up and in a suit." Lucky said as Ricky waved without turning back.

"AN ITALIAN SUIT!"

Next Morning,

*Smack*

"Ow!" Ricky faked a pained groan as Lucky shook his head.

"What was that for, this is italian." Ricky pointed at his fine black suit with a white collared shirt and a slick black tie.

"With Dolly, really!" Lucky yelled as he pushed Ricky into the seat while shutting the door behind him, the car immediately driving off with the driver putting in his ear plugs.

"What? You've seen that perky ass of hers-OW! OW!" Ricky tried to plead his case only for Lucky to start beating him with his elephant tusk cane.

*DINK*

"Drop your force field right this instant, take this ass beating like a man!" Lucky demanded as Ricky shook his head, rubbing his head with a wronged expression.

"God would've wanted me to use my gift rather than hide it." Ricky gave a smart ass reply as Lucky immediately scoffed.

"You know what, I'm going to let you off." Lucky shook his head while rebuttoning the bottom of his suit as Ricky showed a surprised expression.

"Reall-"

"This will be a learning experience for you with women and will teach you how to not be a f*ck up." Lucky shook his head while knowing full well that this will end poorly but it could be worse.

"It's as if you expect me to make my own life harder." Ricky smiled while leaning back on the leather seats.

"Oh Slick, you are patient zero for bad influences, you have a way with people that always seems to bring out the worst in them." Lucky sighed as he had seen how badly Ricky had influenced not only his friends, but even the maids and was baffled at how ignorant he was of these changes.

"I forgot to ask you but can Jake, Rocco, and Edward come to Collegiate High School?" Ricky asked since it was easier to bring people than gain people.

Lucky paused for a moment, recalling that they were only around 18 or 19. However, he had his ways to get them in and also trusted that they would ensure he wouldn't do anything reckless.

"Fine." Lucky shrugged, letting Ricky have his way as he smiled.

"Thanks Pops."

The drive was a casual one as Ricky and Lucky only made small talk until he met at a fine dining Italian restaurant.

Three cars which had Lucky's and Ricky protecting waited outside while the two of them walked into the fine dining establishment.

"Don't be a smartass these men are not to be f*cked with, understand?" Lucky whispered, tugging at his shoulder only for Ricky to nod with a yawn.

"Got it."

"And remember everything I told you about each boss." Lucky whispered as they walked past double doors to nine people already waiting.

In every meeting, one boss was able to bring one person to the meeting which was usually their underboss, but there were always exceptions.

"Lucky!"