Giovanni: Ricci family mafia series

"Morning, Officer Kempt," I said getting out my car seeing Kempt walking up the steps. "Morning, Camille," Officer Kempt said back to me before he goes in the building. I walk up the steps to the front door of the New York State Prison. I place my purse on the conveyer belt and walked through the metal detectors. "Hey girl," Tisha, one of the female guards, said. "Hey. How's it going?" I ask waiting for my purse to get checked. "The same old stuff but girl I have to tell you about this date I had last weekend." "Let me hear about this guy. I hope he's better than the last one you went out with," I say. She gives me the side eye then hands me my purse. "You will. I'll see you at lunch." I walked down the hall taking the elevator to the second floor. "Camille," someone calls my name. I turn around to see Mike, one of the finest men in the jail. He stands at six feet tall, brown skin, deep waves and a charming smile. "Hey Mike," I said looking him up and down in the suit he has on. "How was your weekend?" asked Mike. "It was fine, I went out with the girls," I tell him as we get into the elevator. "Did you have a good time?" asked Mike pressing the button for the second floor. "Yes. How was your weekend?" "Okay. Had my son all weekend." "That's good," I tell him as the elevator dings opened the doors. "I'll see you later," I tell him walking to my office. I open my office door turning on the lights. I drop my purse on my desk then open the blinds behind my desk; looking around my office dreading the encounters that I'll have today. This working as a correctional officer is s**t, I thought. I take a seat behind my desk opening the bottom drawer to pull out my files. I have a total of five people that I see every week and they are adding more people that come into the prison. I'm looking through the files seeing who I can see first without having any problems today; the ringing of my office phone interrupts my thought process. "Hello," I say picking it up. "Morning, Camille. It's James. I need you to come to the conference room for a meeting today in 30 minutes," responded James. "What's the meeting for?" I ask. "We have a high profile inmate coming in today, so all the COs has to come in." "Okay I'll be there," I said hanging up the phone. I thought while leaning back in my chair. Who could this person be? I leave my office 15 minutes later with a notebook and pen in my hand as I walk down the hall bumping into sexy ass Mike. "Camille who you think the inmate is?" he asks me. I shrug my shoulders and answer, "Don't know. I asked James but he didn't tell me." We continue walking to the conference room with three more COs. We walk into the room to see the warden standing at the front of the room. "You know this is serious if he's here," whispers Mike. I shake my head taking a seat in the middle of the table. Mike takes a seat next to me looking around the room we wait for the last few people to come in and take a seat. "Morning everyone. I know that this meeting is very last minute but we have a very high profile inmate coming in today," said the warden. Everyone starts whispering to each other. He walks to the computer turning on the projector then turns back to us. "We have Giovanni Ricci spending the next six months for assault with us," he says as an image a very sexy Italian appears on the board. "Mr. Ricci is the son of the Tony "two hammer hands" Ricci. The FBI can't tie him to the organization or any illegal dealings so the police charged him with assault with deadly force, they are trying to build a case on him and the organization while he's locked up. I need everyone to keep their eyes and ears open while talking to other inmates," said the warden. Ricci. The name sounds familiar to me like I saw it on the news or something, I thought. "One of you will have to be his CO while he's here but the FBI agents that are on his case will choose one of you," said the warden turning off the projector. We all leave the room heading to our office. I hope they don't choose me, I thought. I already have a lot on my plate right now and I don't need to add another problem. After the meeting I went straight to my office looking at the files on my desk. I grab Emanuel a 20-year-old kid that's doing time for selling drugs. He's been here for six months already and just has a month left. I look at the time to see that it is 9:30AM; he should be working in the library right now. I walk out of my office to the elevator to see Amy another CO on my floor. Amy has this thing with me like we are in competition but what she doesn't know is that I don't compete with no woman, especially no white woman. "Hey Camille," said Amy. "Hey," I said dryly as I keep walking to the elevator "Who do you think will get to be Ricci's CO?" "Don't know," I say, hoping the elevator hurries up. I can't take this small talk with her. The elevator dings, opening the door; I jump right on pressing the fifth floor. "We'll talk later," said Amy. "Yeah," I said. Like she really wants to talk to me, more like she wants to get in my business, I thought, getting off the elevator. I make a right until I got to the gated hallway. I see Darrell sitting by the gate. "Hey D," I said to him. "Hey Camille," said D, opening the gate. I walk farther down the hall to see inmates in chains walking down with a few officers. I get to the library to see Emanuel sitting behind the desk. "How's it going?" I ask him. "Fine, Officer Smith," he says to me. "We're going to one of the offices to have our weekly meeting," I tell Emanuel. He nods his head then walks around the desk. He follows me to the closest office I sat down behind the desk and he sat in front of me. "How was last week?" Shrugging his shoulder, "It was fine. There were no problems," he tells me. "That's good you haven't been in trouble lately and I talked to Kevin the other day he said you been on time and working hard in the library. Remember that you got a month left here don't mess it up by getting into trouble." He nods his head, and then leaves out the office. Such a cute kid, I thought. Looking through the rest of my files I see who else I gotta see that might be on this floor. After seeing my third person this morning I decided to go to lunch since it 11:30. I get on the elevator heading back to my office to drop off these files and grab my lunch out my purse. When I get off the elevator I see no one in the hall. They must all went to lunch, I thought. As I'm walking down the hallway I hear Amy's voice and a man's voice. Not paying no mind to them, I kept walking in the direction of my office. To my shock I see Mike damn near pinned to the wall by Amy while she whispers in his ear. He had his hand gripping her waist, and they are in their own little world. I continued walking past them into my office. I drop my files in my drawer and grab my lunch out of my bag and some bottled water. I walk out of my office to see Mike standing there. "Hey." I look at him. "Hey," I say back walking past him to the elevator. "Did you see that?" Mike asks. "You mean you and Amy damn near dry humping in the hallway? Then yes," I said. "It's not like that," said Mike. The elevator opens and we both get in I press the first floor where the employee lounge. I turn to Mike, "I don't care what you and Amy do. You're not my man and we not f*****g," and tell him before getting off the elevator. I get off the elevator to see Tisha waiting for me in the hallway. "Come on girl I've got gossip to dish to you," Tisha say. I just shake my head at her goofy ass. We walk to the lounge Tisha grabs us a table by ourselves in the back while I heated up our food then walk back to the table and sit down. "What happened on the date?" I asked. "Well we went to the Italian restaurant on the south side and the food was delicious. The date was good. Troy was very funny; he kept me laughing the whole date and he can actually hold a conversation," she tells me. "Sounds like you had a good time." Tisha nods her head while she's eating. "The next order of business is the new inmate that coming in today." "I don't want to hear about that." "Do you know how fine that man is and how much money that man got," Tisha tells me. I shake my head no. "Well, girl let me peep you on some game. Mr. Ricci is one of the sexiest Italian men in the state of New York and owns more than five businesses," Tisha tell me. "If you say it like that I need to see him for myself to determine if he is one of the sexiest men," I tell her and we end up laughing at each other. After we finish lunch and gossip, we headed back to work. "I'll talk to you after work," I tell Tisha while I waited for the elevator. I have two more people to see then I can put in my reports for the day, I thought. "Hey Camille," said a voice I didn't want to hear. I turn to see Amy standing next to me "Hey," I say to her. She looks at me. "I know you saw us but I want to make it clear that we are dating so there shouldn't be any hard feeling between us right?" "That's right Amy. Even if y'all weren't dating I wouldn't care what y'all did in the hallway," I tell her. We get on the elevator in silence on both parts there is so much I can take from this girl always trying to be better than me for what to look stupid. Mike doesn't want her if she even has a clue but for jealous people, they need to look like they doing better than next person. We get off the elevator and I go into my office gathering my last two files, then head back out the door. My last two inmates, who are my regulars that I had for the last year, are both here on drug trafficking between New York and Jersey. I finished them fast and went straight to my office to do my paperwork. After hours of paperwork, I look at the time to see that I have 30 minutes before its time for me to leave. I grab all my things together then close the blinds and turn off the light heading to the elevator. "Bye, Will," I say to the night guard while leaving out the front door.