The smell was the first thing that hit my nose. The air was thick with the smell of mildew mixed with heavy cologne. We walked into a big room with men standing around and one man in a suit with his hair slicked back.

My breathing got hitched in my throat as we walked closer to the man in the suite. He laughed at me as we got closer. His eyes scanned over me as we stood in front of him. His laughing slowly stopped as his eyes met mine.
“Please tell me this is a joke Gerard?” his voice boomed threw out the room. He voice was thick with a Jersey accent, which made me wonder, if he was from Jersey, Gerard must’ve really fucked up for him to be here, all the way in Miami.
“No, he’s my partner. Now what’s my fucking business with you tonight.”
The guy scoffed as he continued to look at me up and down.
“This job requires you and your uh, partner, to make a few stops to my local customers here in Miami.”
“Y’know I don’t do that Tony.” Gerard replied threw his teeth.

In that moment everything happened so fast after. The suit guy, who now had a name, snapped his figers. A huge guy came over and hit Gerard in the face with the end of his gun. Gerard instantly dropped to his knees, his face in his hands, and Tony bent down to his level.
“You wont deal a bit of Heroin for me, but you sure will kill one of my men for your daddy wont you?”

I took in a sharp breath, causing Tony too snap his head up and be aware of my presence yet again. He stood up walked over to me, smoothing out his suit.
“What’s your name.”
“F-Frankie.”
He rolled his eyes. “Last name?”
“Iero…” a smile stretched across his face and he patted me hard on the shoulder, causing my whole body to move slightly too the left.
“An Iero boy! Tell me… how did you end up associating with a Way? Aren’t they a little too,” his face became a sneer as he looked over at Gerard, who was now on both of his feet. “Low class for you?”

My face scrunched up in confusion as I opened my mouth to speak, but Gerard cut in.
“He doesn’t know shit Tony.” he spit blood on the floor in our direction.
“So you brought in an outsider?” he replied back at Gerard.
“He’s my band mate, and the only person I trust.”
“Enough. Ricky give Way and Iero the babania, and get the fuck out of here. I’ll call you up tomorrow for my money.”

***

“I want everything, and I mean everything, explained the fuck now Gerard!” I screamed as soon as we were outside.
“Calm down Frank.” he said casually as he lit a cigarette.

I snapped my mouth shut as I thought about all the questions running through my mind. I wasn’t even thinking as the first one slipped out of my mouth.
“How the hell does he know my family?”

Gerard let out a sigh as he walked to the car.
“First, where are we playing tomorrow?”
“New Orelens. I want answers Gerard. Now.”
“Get in the fucking car and you will!”

He yanked open the car door and slip in. I huffed and opened my door. Gerard was typing on his phone as we sat there in silence for a moment. He glanced in the back seat to the duffel bag and sighed.
“We’re driving there, I just let Mikey know.”
“From here? In Miami?”
“Yes Frank”

He started the car, as I sat silently waiting for answers.
“My dad was in the mob.” he finally blurted out as we got onto the highway. “and so was your grandfather.”
“My family came from… mob?”
Gerard’s eyes kept on the road but he nodded.
“Once your dad met your mom, he didn’t want that life style anymore. The Iero’s are a well known part of the Mob, but they are a higher ranking, unlike my family.”
“How come I never knew?”
“Your parents wanted you protected. Your parents moved to our end of town.” He stated as he lit a cigarette, smoke exhaling out of his mouth.
“The lower ranking of town..” I said as I took the cigarette out of his hands.
He nodded with a sigh.
“So your part of the mob? And if you are is Mikey too?”
“No and hell no. Dad kept his business away from us. Until he needed my help. With killing on of Tony‘s men.” his hands tightened around the steering wheel. “he sacrificed his own son.”

I kept my mouth shut. Pissing off Gerard even more than he was now wasn't a smart choice. Unless I wanted hit in the face. I still had so many questions.