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Gunnar mused with a pensive expression masking his rugged features. "It could be someone in competition with them," I pointed out which had Jericho and Gunnar both peering down at me with raised brows, "I've been on the force long enough to know that if a gang goes down it's generally another gang orchestrating its downfall. Maybe there's someone new coming up and they're trying to get rid of one competitor at a time." "In this case, maybe they're trying to get rid of two birds. That book might have records of the dealings between the mafioso and dad and me. Whoever this is is also probably hoping we're so distracted by this that we won't notice him trying to fuck with us."

I grabbed my inhaler and took in two quick puffs. I couldn't panic, not now. I’ll get the job and earn money. I’ll fix this. Two waiters stood near the dark bar mixing drinks. Their voices were low, but when the music dropped, I heard them. “Security’s insane tonight,” one muttered. “Of course it is.” “Salieri invited them personally.” The first waiter looked around nervously. “You mean the Grey family?” I shifted uncomfortably. Everyone knew Salieiri and the Grey family to be the underworld masters. Even the government stayed out of their affairs.

For all I knew, he could be lying, even working with Giancarlo. What if they were partners? Giancarlo had been Darko’s closest capo and the only one Viktor did not cut ties with after Darko was murdered. The naked, bloody girl might as well have been a prop to appeal to my soft heart. I snarled to the shower wall. Oh he was smart. Just like his father. Where violence failed, they used manipulation. I’d almost fallen for it, but I refused to berate myself. I’d come this far.

Lucas explained, I sat up on the hospital bed “Branded him with what?” I asked “I don't know but him being branded is sort of a Mafia thing. Who ever killed him rans a Cartel and was sending a message” Lucas explained, I covered my palms remembering how heavily guarded Vincent was, who would manage to kill him?. “And am guessing it's not Lord and his gang” I said “No it isn't. I don't even know if Lord is aware of this” Lucas said with a sign, he sat next to me looking as dejected as I felt.

I could go back to class but I will not because I don't want her to be uncomfortable. I don't know what's happening to me but this is it. I don't want her to hate me and this is final. And I really don't want Charlie to die because that would make me a 'lawbreaker'. Come on, gangs also have their own rules. ----- Catherine I was sitting in the classroom. I can't take my mind off him. Him shooting another guy. He just shot him in cold blood? I mean... How? Why? I was really scared. I don't know. I never thought that he was some cold-blooded killer. He had the image of a bad boy in my mind but... He also had a good image. Now that good one is replaced by him killing someone.

"You know, I'm a kind person, but that's just for people who are kind too. And I think that you're not a good one, right? Because you're a gangster! LIKE THE GANGSTER WHO TOOK THE LIFE OF MY FATHER! AND I WILL NEVER EVER FORGIVE YOU ALL. I HATE GANGSTERS!" She... She hates gangsters…What should I do?

“I need you and everyone on your team. Right now! You know where I am, come and collect from the people who owed you of your family’s life.” I glanced at one of the security cameras’ directions and nodded. I know somewhere Mister Nahart was watching and taking surveillance of everything that was happening in this place. I have told him about the plans I have agreed with the rest of the authorities from different branches. I had to contact different officers that have operations involving the criminals in this group as their specialties were various. Some were into narcotics. Some were into prostitution. Some were into gambling, human trafficking, selling human organs in the black market and

I poured myself a glass of water and drank it in one go. Alessandro "The Devil" Costello, El Padrino. I shook my head, nope, not going to believe it unless I talk to him myself. I made my way out of the kitchen and went straight to the library. Since I had nothing to do, I settled on reading a book. I surveyed the huge library and finally found a book that seemed interesting enough to read. "Mafia and Mafiosi by Henner Hess" With a book in my hand, I walked back to Alessandro’s seat to read but halted in my steps as I saw him already sitting on it.

LUCIANO Things were beginning to go wrong in my world…in this perfect syndicate I crafted for myself in the midst of these foolish humans. Lounging on a couch in a VIP room in my casino, I wondered what could be setting off the fireworks. I never had a reason to worry about turf wars, but now, it seemed like the recent move of a notorious gang into the city would be more of a headache than I ever imagined. Vale had broken the news to me early this morning. The gang was a group of bikers known to dabble in various murky waters. Ranging from drug and women trafficking, to petty political thefts that were starting to destabilize the economy.

she should be severely punished but she was having a class, well, that's a pass for her. I decided to bury my mind into some of the books on my table to deviate it from the bulging strain of my member. From Crime books to business to psychology, name them, I read them all, it's what makes a man — Books. Collective ideas and opinions; I am that man. Since I was Eighteen when my father handed over the Mafia clan to me, I had always been guided by books, learning things from leadership to detecting crimes to understanding minds, science and all that one can think of. I can't be more appreciative of the passion.