Novel & Cerita Government Gangsters Audiobook

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.

A window exploded inward, shards of glass cascading like deadly rain. “Get down!” Ivan barked, flipping the table over with a swift motion and pulling me behind it. Gunfire erupted, bullets ricocheting off the marble and gilded surfaces. Diners screamed, some diving for cover while others froze in terror. Men dressed in black stormed into the restaurant, their faces partially obscured by masks. The unmistakable emblem of the Mexican mafia adorned their jackets. Ivan pulled his gun from a holster beneath his jacket and returned fire, his movements precise and calculated. “Damien, we’re under attack,” he barked into a small device clipped to his wrist.

This bastard seemed really determined to blow her head off if she kept screaming and resisting. Yes, what kind of dream did Bella have last night that she had to experience a kidnapping like this? It was clear to her that these people were members of a gang. Marco Vilante, as Darrel suspected, was a dangerous mafia leader. Bella never thought she would have to deal with these dangerous people. It was all because of that damn accident that led to her being kidnapped like this.

He swiftly unbuttoned the top of his shirt, removed his bow tie, and looked down at the table, no longer the overconfident man he had been moments before. Andrew didn’t wait. “Understand?” Carter nodded, a slight tremor in his voice. “I understand.” “Good,” I muttered, my patience thinning. “Now let’s talk business.” Andrew slammed the document from Fang onto the table, his eyes never leaving Carter as he leaned back in his chair. "There are a lot of small gangs in this country," he began voice steady but laced with authority. "Most petty thieves, thugs, and drug sellers. But four gangs control this city and beyond. You already know the Godfather is the mafia king here."

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."

Smoking and chatting away, the gangsters lounged around casually in the scatter of automotive parts. Their leader was a blonde haired man named Ski Savage. He was Isaiah Skate's right hand man. The way the workers hid in a corner gave Ski Savage an ego boost, not to mention the crowd they have attracted and the awe on everyone's faces. Intoxicated by the self assured hubris, he ordered. "Keep an eye on them. Break their legs if they try again." Suddenly, an Audi speed over fast and furious before coming to an abrupt stop. An attractive lady stepped down followed by another.

They incited a massive gang war among the major gangs in Australia at the time, and the Ghost Gang took advantage of the chaos, becoming the largest organized crime group in Australia. These were all the experiences Marcus had in Australia during those years. Henry's investigation was very detailed, and he found all the evidence Mr. Marcus had destroyed. It was gruesome and cruel... A world of slaughter.

Seven years later, I returned to Ros Aegeles and saw Lucas again. With the Lionel family’s help, he became the capo of Cosa, the Ros Aegeles branch of the Lenza Group. It was the biggest gang in Ameria. Lucas was at a grand villa that belonged to the Lenza Group’s capo. He stood at the center of the crowd with Chloe in his arms. Her flawless makeup and beautiful dress highlighted her beauty while Lucas enjoyed the admiration of his subordinates and fellow branch leaders.

The large gang of riders and drivers they had brought with them filled the small street and once the engines had been cut, a deafening silence filled the sticky air. “Gabriel Grayson, Alpha of the infamous renegades, it’s good to see you again.” Dynamite Al dismounts from his bike, the short chubby half-wolf grins and greets me. “Your boys tell me you got some trouble. I didn’t believe it at first because you are the trouble.”

“What!? But you said we were staying another week!” “I changed my mind.” Because if I stayed one more hour here, I’d go looking for Anastasia again. And that would be a disaster. Alex gripped the wheel. “Boss… the gangsters you killed at the club—did you find out who they belong to?” “Roosevelt Mafia Family,” I said calmly. Alex’s face was drained of color. “They’re the ones funding the drug trafficking in Europe and America. My spies confirmed they orchestrated the New York mayor’s murder.”