Fedelta 2: Party Crashers

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Meanwhile Danny and Destiny were hosting a small party of Mafiosos from all over New York as well as online.  They knew why they were there, and though they didn’t appreciate how Danny and Destiny were handling things, they couldn’t pass up the opportunity to watch Cassandra get capped.  Though there were only 20 people at the party, there were over 500 people online waiting with bated breath for the execution to take place.  You could hear a pin drop as everyone waited for the hosts to begin the show.

Upstairs the hosts of that night’s entertainment were dressing in their finest, in order to impress their peers.  Destiny put on her tightest red strappy Dolce & Gabana evening gown while Danny put on an Armani suit.  He felt ridiculous, but Destiny couldn’t have cared less as she carefully put on her makeup and did her hair.  “Come on!”  Danny yelled, “It’s been an hour, there are drag queens who don’t need this much time.”   Annoyed, Destiny continued to coif her hair as Danny’s whining echoed throughout the bedroom.  Quietly she said to herself, “Just a little more time and I’ll be done.” And she wasn’t referring to her hair.  She had some much planned for tonight that if Danny caught wind of it, he would probably punk out and run home to his mother.  Smiling in the mirror, Destiny admired her work and yelled in a sweet voice, “I’m already done.” And she meant that in more ways than one.

Grabbing a black lacquer box, she walked up to Danny and said, “Come on, everyone’s waiting.”  Taking her hand, they both walked out to the party and made their grand entre.  Danny was surprised that everyone he had invited showed up, he was almost certain most of them would be laying low because of the police presence in their neighborhoods.  It was like a well rehearsed ritual, a mob hit is carried out and the bosses and made men go underground until the coast is clear.  Seeing them coming down the stairs one of the gusts pointed up and yelled, “There they go, the pride and joy of the family!”  The rest of the guests laughed while others clapped and cheered their approval.  It was the warm welcome they had hoped for.  Smiling as they made it to the bottom of the stairs, they shook hands and greeted guests while champagne was served in expensive crystal glasses.  The mood in the room was surprisingly jolly considering what was about to take place.

Looking over at Danny, Destiny asked, “Are you ready?” Smiling back at her he said, “I’ve been ready for years.”  Going over to a makeshift stage they had created just for the occasion, they stood next to a box with a scarlet red cover.  Addressing both the party goers in attendance as well as those on the internet, Destiny said, “Thank you all for your loyalty and support during this very difficult time.  You’ve done so much for us, we decided to give back and sort of pay it forward and present you with a small gift.  It’s only a tiny way for us to show you our appreciation and we hope you enjoy it.”  As she said that Danny pulled off the cover revealing a large wooden crate.  Signaling his goons, two men appeared on the stage and lifted up the crate revealing a battered and beaten Cassandra Fenetti. Silence washed over the room then suddenly applause erupted as the party goers made their approval known.

Cassie barely noticed that she didn’t have any friends in the room, instead all she saw were bright lights and dark shapes moving back and forth before her.  Not able to process what was happening, all she could do is float back and forth between reality and darkness.  Thrilled by their response, Destiny presented the black lacquer box and popped the top open with her finger. Inside was a Desert Eagle AE 50 in titanium gold.  Glittering in the light as Danny took the gun, the audience looked on in awe at the specimen.  It was the most beautiful and terrifying gun any of them had ever seen.  This thing was going to make a mess which meant the spectators were going to get the show they’ve always wanted.

Making sure the thing was loaded, Danny announced, “Once and for all, we get rid of the Fenetti scourge.”  Cheering on, one member of the crowd impatiently yelled out, “Blast the bitch already!”  Raising his gun, a rumbling sound could be heard through the house, looking around Danny figured it was just a helicopter.  Just a helicopter he thought?  There shouldn’t be helicopters in this area.  As that thought went through his brain, the electricity went out.  Destiny gasped in horror.  It was then Danny knew the worst case scenario was indeed happening, the feds had caught up with them.  “NO!” Destiny yelled, “We have to do this!”  Hysterical, she began to hyperventilate at the idea of being caught. Raising the gun again, Danny decided he would do his damnedest to finish what they started.  They both came too far to stop now, even if he couldn’t see Cassie, someone was getting shot that night.  As he pulled the trigger a bright flash went off temporarily illuminating the room.

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