Novel & Cerita Chicano Gangster Letters

I asked again, feeling sorry that I am unable to help Lucas since I was with Aurelia most of the time during the party and passed out before I could mingle. "If I'm not mistaken, his name was Sean Gonzales," he said. Gonzales? The name was very familiar and having a Gonzales name in the Mafia was a trademark. And Freddy Gonzales, is the reason for it. The Madman of Mexico was impossible to be left unnoticed. But the name Sean doesn't ring a bell. "He was at the party. Do you know anyone named Sean Gonzales?"

Enrico sat down on the sofa. "Your uncle wants you to go after a traitor," the counselor said. "He took the cash book and a flash drive with important documents". Don Bianchi fell heavily into the armchair. "Do you know where he is?" "I got a text message," the counselor said. "He'll take the book and the flash drive to the Gaspipe leader". Enrico was excited to know that the traitor would meet the leader of the rival gang. This was the perfect opportunity to take revenge on the murderer of his parents.

Matteo's POV~ I dismissed all my gang members after the meeting, excluding Santi. I was beyond tired because I hadn't slept for so many night and I've been worked up trying to find the fucking anonymous gang that had been sending threat letter. I give it to them, they are good in hiding and staying low and they should keep it that way because if I caught a glimpse of them, they would be history.

“You sound a bit too relaxed.” “We are already the most feared gang in Chicago. What are we even using a book for? Blackmail?” I asked. I heard him sigh, “I knew I shouldn’t have handed over so soon. Your grandfather has done a lot in the past and I did a number of things during my time for the gang. Do you honestly think Avila won’t have our names somewhere in his stupid diary? Are you dumb?” He screamed. I gripped my phone angrily. I heard my mother’s voice in the background telling him to calm down and she had her own share of the anger handed to her.

Agent Daniel Ross stood in the doorway with his gun raised. "Step away from the letter, Victoria." Victoria glared at him. "So, the FBI finally decided to show up." "You've run out of places to hide." Marcus Kane's name had dominated the investigation for years, but Agent Ross knew Victoria was far more dangerous. She never got her hands dirty. She let others do it for her. Victoria slowly picked up the envelope. "You think you've won?" She smiled. "You have no idea what this letter says." Liam stepped forward.

"I already told you that. You're the one who offered yourself to me as a 'payoff', so yeah... I don't want my stuff with anyone else." Angie grumbled and elbowed Maxime hard in the waist. Maxime was shocked. "What the hell?" "How dare you call me stuff!" "Oh? You still call yourself a person? Okay, let me tell you something, what kind of human would willingly give themself up to an unknown gangster just for a news story?"

Chapter 4: The First Mistake This stranger—Dante, has been protecting my brother for half a year. While I had no idea. "Who ARE you people?" I whisper. He writes slowly: The question isn't who we are. The question is: what are you going to do now? I look at him. This dangerous man who's been watching me. Broke someone's wrist for touching me. And has guards protecting Mason. "I'll help you," I say. "Find your thief. Whatever you need. Just... keep Mason safe."

I think you kick more when he’s close. We can’t wait to meet you. Just a little more time… I set the pen down and wiped a small tear from the corner of my eye. These letters weren’t sad. They were honest. They were for the days when they’d grow curious. When they’d wonder how it all began. When they’d ask how I could love a man like Hunter Rivers. I would show them this. _______ By midday, I was in the kitchen, helping Martha arrange the table for lunch. My parents and Dylan were arriving soon.

“Then, I’ll start first. Perhaps, you all already know who I am. I’m T the new leader of Venomous Gang. This is my trainers Captain, Cassie and this is my private assistant, Roy.” Cassie’s eyes widen in shock. Private assistant? It’s now made sense as to why she never saw him before. “So, it’s actually like that. I’ve been wondering who they are for a whole night.” The young man laughed lightly. “I’m Terry. Leader of City Goon Gang. This is my sister, Tania, and this is my right-hand man, Zero.” The man who had a scar around his neck said. His voice was hoarse as if something is hurting his throat, and his expression is even colder. Vale wanted to ask about his scar but thought against it. F

Jamal Khan had been able to get a job as a lowly assistant gardener on the sprawling Delano estate after a long wait. He had been groomed by Gabriela’s men. The fact that he was also a druggie, heavily dependent upon ‘the juice’, as he called the drugs he took, having picked up the term from his stint with ex-cons, only aided the Perez mob.