Lucky hung up the phone in his office and lead back in his chair. Lucky lit a smoke and took a long drag before letting it out as he thought. He had just received a very interesting call from Marie's father. He had informed Lucky that Don Pisa was planning on striking when they were in Cuba for the opening of the hotel and casino in a few days. Her father also told him that Don Pisa was out of favor so if he "disappeared" there would be no backlash from the old country, but he did have one request and that was that either Lucky or Marie be the one to pull the trigger.  "Don's deserved that respect." he had said to Lucky.  

Lucky sat back and took a couple of drags off his smoke while he thought. Lucky called for Junior and told him to find Spartacus and to find him now. 

Lucky had planned to take his RHM with him anyway and bring him up to speed on the investments they have going on in Cuba and setting up this hit would just be icing on the cake.  Spartacus did not know much of anything about the Don Pisa situation. Since the great war between the cities things had been so crazy, and things with the Piza family so quiet, that Lucky had not thought to inform him of it.  Lucky also know that with this threat eliminated he and Marie could stop wondering and look over their shoulders for this threat. 

Spartacus sat looking out of the window enjoying a glass of whiskey, while the sun peaked out from time to time at him. He had enjoyed the quietness of the past few days and was looking forward to a few more. Now that the boss had gotten back to town he had already happily vacated the office with all the paperwork and had planned on catch up on some shut eye. 

Taking a swig of whiskey, Spartacus leaned up closer to the window, but jumped as his door was thrown open and managed to spill half of his glass on the floor.

"Spartacus.. The boss need you in his office NOW." Junior exited the room as quickly has he had stormed in and Spartacus found hims slef simply looking down at the last few swigs of whiskey and then sighing to himself. 

"Salute" Spartacus shot the rest of his drink and then placed the whiskey glass down on top of the dresser as he slowly trudged out his room and down the hallway.

Lucky sat smoking a cigarette when he watched Spartacus walk in. He motioned for his RHM to sit and poured the two of them a glass of whiskey handing one to Spartacus. 

"Spartacus, I will be heading to Cuba again only this time you will be coming with us on the trip," he said to him. 

"I wanted to introduce you to our contacts over there and show you what we have going. But now I need you for a different reason as well," he said seriously. 

<font color="#66CCFF">Lucky explained his work in Sicily for Marie's father and how he had executed Don Pisa's son in front of him. He also went over the attacks that had been raged on him since. </font>

<font color="#66CCFF">"Now he is planning an attack on me in Cuba. I want you to work with the military men we will be provided to stop this attack. BUT I DO NOT WANT PISA KILLED. That one is personal. Just hold him till Marie and I get there." he instructs. </font>

<font color="#66CCFF">"Any questions?" he asks</font>

Spartacus nodded as he listened to Lucky, and then found himself pouring his third glass of whiskey for the evening. "You know Lucky.. You never let me have a bit of fun ever. I always get stuck as grab and sit on. Oneday.." He slammed the liquor down his throat quickly and then set the glass back down. 

"You better not disobey this order Spartacus." Lucky snapped at him, but Spartacus just nodded and waved his hand at him as he walked out to go back to his room and get packed. 

Upon arriving back at his room Spartacus pulled out his suitcase and then reached under his matters and pulled out a large box. Opening the box he smiled as he pulled out a few guns and some ammo. "Always save these for a rainy day." Spartacus chuckled to himself as he slid a few of the guns in his suitcase and then placed his favorite black suit and a few changes of clothes on top. 

Looking out the window he raised an eyebrow as he noticed the clouds on the horizon. "Lets make it rain." 

Lucky and Spartacus got into the car and headed to the airport where they would meet Marie. The car ride was rather quiet with little chit-chat between the two. 

When they got to the airport they headed in and met up with Marie. Lucky walked up and gave her a kiss. 

"Hello, sweetheart. Was the drive in ok?" he asked her. 

"It was just fine.  No issues at all." 

Marie was wearing a navy blue dress with white pokedots and a white collar.  She also wore a white hat and had a small white handbag looped on her arm.  "I have ourtickets.  Are you guys ready?"

They all headed in and Marie, Spartacus, and Lucky all took their seats in first class. They ordered a drink and the plane took off once in the air Lucky turned to Marie. 

"I have to discuss something with you that concerns this trip and why I bet Spartacus is armed to the teeth," he says looking at Marie. 

"You father reached out to me. He told me that Don Pisa was going to be in Cuba and looking for me," he says to her holding her hand. 

Marie grew concerned, "You should have told me before we left.  I could have gotten more men to come with us."  She squeezed his hand.  In her mind she inventoried her weapon and ammunition supply that she had stashed in her hand bag and in her luggage.  She also absent-mindedly reached down to make sure her gun was in her thigh holster.  

"We don't need more men. Spartacus will be leading a group from the army to secure them," he says giving her hand a squeeze. 

"I didn't have the time he called just before we left," he said to her before taking a drink from his whiskey. 

Lucky pulled out a cigarette and lit it. 

"Your father did say we could make this guy disappear without any backlash from the old country. Apparently, they are not happy with him," he says with a smile. 

Marie took a sip of her wine.  "Do you think he will be waiting for us at the air port or maybe planning an ambush on our way from the airport?"

"No from what I can gather it will be either before or after the party," he says thinking back to the intel her father gave him. 

"The airport would be too hard of a place to pull it off with security and shit there," he says before taking a drag from his cigarette. 

Lucky takes a drink and finishes his cigarette. 

"we will end this once and for all," he says to her 

Marie took his hand and held it as she laid her head back.  "Well I better try to sleep on the plane then.  I doubt we will be getting much sleep tonight with that guy loose in Havanna."  She softly rubbed her thumb against his hand and looked at him.  One way or another this did need to end.  She would not allow anyone to take him away from her like they had taken Luca.

Spartacus sat in his seat looking out the window as the time slowly passed  in the plane. Marie and Lucky were seated in a row just ahead of him, and he occasionally checked to make sure everything was ok. He slid his drink into the cup holder and attempted to entertain himself by just enjoying the view, but his mind kept going off to what could and what should happen. He hadn't been told much but from what he could over hear from the other two talking was that there was about to a lot of trouble, and of course as usual he was at for front of it.

"Man is trying to get me killed I swear." He shook his head as he again picked up the drink and took a swallow. Looking at the empty seat next to him he propped his feet up and then leaned his back against the window and let his eyes close. 

When the plane landed they all got off and headed to their hotel. The drive was pleasant, it was a beautiful and sunny day, they pulled up to the hotel and when they got out Lucky introduced Spartacus to the army captain that would be working with him to handle the problem.

Lucky and Marie headed up to their room to get situated and freshen up after the trip. This time they had gotten a suit on the top floor instead of their normal rooms. 

Lucky walked in and set his luggage down, pulled out his trusted .45 out and put it in his shoulder holster. Before turning to Marie. 

"Did you want to get something to eat?" he asked her. 

Marie pulled her dresses out and began to hang them in the closet.  "Let's order room service and invite Spartacus in so we can do some planning and discussing."  She went back to her luggage and removed her makeup case.  As she started to walk towards the bathroom she added, "Oh and have the men order the room service for their room and then they bring it to us.  Less chance someone might try the poison route.  Of course that would be highly disrespectful of him and bring dishonor on him."

Coming out of the bathroom she asked him to order her a grilled chicken salad.  Next she pulled out her ammunition and removed her gun from her thigh holster to lay it on the dresser.

Lucky chuckled that thought of poison but he did as she asked and had some of their guys order the food and then bring it up to their room. Then he turned and called over to Spartacus's room and told him to come up so they could talk. Lucky was sure that Spart had a few questions and they needed to work on a plan. 

Finding his way from his room to Lucky and Marie's, Spartacus lightly tapped on the door. "Who is it?" Marie's voice called out and Spartacus couldn't quiet help himself on his response. "The love of your life." Spartacus stood in the hallway and laughed till the door flung open and he felt Lucky's hands grasp him and pull him inside. He had, had a a cigerette in his mouth but had dropped it on the floor in the assualt. 

"Damn it Spartacus.." Marie cursed him as she stomped the smoke out onto the carpet. "I'm not paying for that." Spartacus rolled his eyes a bit and then huffed as he saw how much nicer their room was then his.  

"You know Lucky.. One day just one day..." Spartacus shook his head as he walked over to their bar, and helped himself to a drink. Taking a swing he made a face and shook his head. "Definetly not as good as the stuff in your office Lucky."

Sitting down on the couch Spartacus turned to them no longer joking. "So what exactly is going on Lucky, or should I ask how do I get us out of whatever mess this is?"

Lucky turned and addressed Spartacus 

"Well these assholes are here to kill me and your going to make sure they are the ones that end up dead," he said giving him a smirk. 

"The captain and his men will help you hit the place and kill all the men Except Don Pisa." 

"I have taken 9 bullets cause of this fuck and its time to end this shit," he said to Spartacus. 

"9.. Really.." Spartacus looks at the small grazes that Lucky has and just shakes his head a bit. Reaching for his glass a loud knock at the door startled him and he rose quickly from his seat. His gun was raised as he stepped infront of Lucky. "You expecting anyone?" Spartacus took a few steps closer to the door and then looked back over his shoulder. 

"Lucky.. are you?" He slid his finger to the trigger as he waited for Marie or Lucky to answer. He was stead fast in his hold as the pounding on the door continued. 

"EASY EASY easy."  Marie walked up beside Spartacus speaking soothingly, "Our guys are bringing us food.  It is most likely them."  Nevertheless, Marie grabbed her gun off the dresser and held it so that the muzzle end was pointing up at the ceiling when she cocked it.  She walked over to the door and looked out the eye hole in the door.  She smiled when she saw that it was indeed their men with food, she uncocked the gun and lowered it before opening the door. 

Rand, her head of security, pushed the cart into the room before nodding to the boss and leaving again.   Marie thanked him and began to take the tops off the trays.  "Mmmm this smells so good."  She handed each man their tray and then took her own over to the table.  Sitting the tray down she poured herself a glass of white wine.  As she did so she spoke to both men.  "When the time comes I will kill Don Pisa."  Her voice was clear and very cold.