Chapter Thirty

 

Antonia's mom was talking, her mouth moving a million times a second, but I was not listening, I couldn't, I brought my knee up to my chest and sat looking at her out of the corner of my eye, while biting my thumb anxiously..... praying the whole time someone would come into the bar and give me an excuse to try to leave, and get away from this women.

 

Although she had put the gun back into her purse, her hand was inside the purse resting her hand on the gun, and no doubt the trigger,  given the close proximity if she pulled the trigger I'd be history in no time.

 

"Jon are you listening to me?" I double blinked, trying to remain calm and in control I answered,

"What?, er no sorry my mind is else where, I have a gig tonight." I gave a false smile...

"You really are some piece of work, you know if my daughter has this to look forward to, I don't know if I want you in my family."

"What?, what are you talking about?"

"Well maybe if you had listened and not zoned out, you would understand and know what it is I have been saying, clearly you are not taking me or my daughter seriously, maybe I need to show you what's in my purse again, so I can hold your attention, was I premature in putting it away?," answering her self she pulled the gun from her purse again, " and sweetheart, please don't think I won't use this..."

my eyes drawn to her purse, I watched as the metal shimmered in the dimly lit room. in a split second the gun was pressed into my side again, this time harder than before.

"Now I'll go over the details one last time and this time pay attention.... or else."

"Antonia wants one night with you, that you know right?" this time I listened and nodded.

"Good, and you will give her that one night Jon, cause you know that your wife is dead if you don't, Tony my son knows what to do..."

 

I was still shocked Tony her son who had worked for me for years was the leak, my head could not comprehend why? and honestly I never would have doubted his loyalty ever, had I not been told, and what was worse I had left him looking after Dot's security at the hospital, when he was the imminent danger to her life.

I was being put in a total no compromise situation and right now I could do nothing but agree to the outrageous demands being made.

All I could do was try to stall for time, until Richie or someone came into the bar...

"So when is this one night of lust to happen, I guess I don't have a say in the matter?" I was sarcastic in my response, for which she dug the gun harder in to my side which made me flinch. 

Sinisterly she smiled at me, "Oh of course you do, I want this to be a night my daughter will remember, maybe you could take her for a meal on a date first, seduce her, you know..."

"are you for real?, you are making me do something I have no interest in doing and you want me to play your stupid games?"

I regretted saying those words the moment they left my mouth, " Ok, well, if you don't want to play, there's nothing else for it, I heard the pull back of the lever of the gun..."

"Goodbye Mr Bongiovi..."

"Jon, I'm sorry bud, I was held up..." Rich sat down right next to me, he had not noticed the gun or Antonia's mom, calling over the bar tender he gave his order then focused on me and my unwanted guest.

"What she doing here?"

"Mr Sambora, she is the cat's mother, now when you called to my house I gave you courtesy please honour me with the same courtesy?"

"What do you want lady?, " smiling at me Rich carried on, still oblivious to the situation... "Look who I'm calling lady?"

"Are you going to tell him Jon, or shall I, before I pull the trigger...."

Riches eye's widened in shock, "Trigger what trigger?"

I looked at him and answered, "The gun in my side" my eye's moving to show him where, his eye's followed the direction.... "Oh that trigger..."

"Yes Mr Sambora that trigger...you see, you have missed so much..."

Rich looked for her to me, "Jon, what the fuck?"

Fifteen minutes later Rich was brought up to speed and knew everything... "Shit man this is getting more fucked up by the minute... so what are ya gonna do?"

"What else can I do Rich?"

"Mmm nothing I guess...."Richie's eye's flashed a dangerous glint direct to Antonia's mom, still with no respect for her he, looked at me as he spoke "Sorry bro, I can't just let this happen" he stood from the booth directly in front and  then started on calling her out, rising his voice as he did... my heart hammering in my chest the whole time, praying the gun would not be fired. "Rich please." he raised his hand in acknowledgement but carried on...

"Alrighty then, so biatch you have my man here by the balls and are gonna shoot him if he don't have sex with your fucked up deranged daughter right?"

I wasn't sure, but I thought I felt her hand tremble as Richie kept rising the volume in his voice, nervously she looked around the bar and saw the small gathering crowd that had started to form at the doorway. Richie turned to face them, "You guy's over there will all be witnesses right?, this women is threatening to shoot my bud if he don't have sex with her daughter...."

The crowd mumbled a response. "Sit down Richie, I'm not kidding, I don't care who see's it, I'll do it... I'm warning you..."

Now I was sure, her hand was shaking and Rich had managed to call her bluff and unnerve her, taking my lead from him, I lifted my own hand and took the gun away from her. she slumped down in her seat defeated, tears started to fall from her eye's.

"Please stop with the crocodile tears, no ones buying it."

She reached into her purse and pulled out a tissue, then her cell phone.  in the next second things swung and changed again, with her cell to her ear, she spoke to the caller on the other end of the phone.

"Tony, do it."