Novel & Cerita Law And Order: Organized Crime Fanfiction

“You’re one of the thirty-six branch leaders, Harvey! You think the organization code can’t hold you down for committing such heinous crimes?!” “The code?” Harvey remained unperturbed. “Since the head of Longmen’s Law Enforcement wants to have a talk about the organization’s code, I’ll play along!” “According to the code, as the head of Longmen’s Law Enforcement, you abused your power when you conspired with the enemy and allowed your own son to take advantage of citizens at large. You also took in a branch leader without any reason, and you are suspected of killing one of your own men!” “Safe to say, every single one of those crimes is pretty serious.”

Even during the time of my mentor, when we were unable to find much information about the Alveraz Italian Mafia Group, we were as good as it could get. Marridge, isn’t it a feeble attempt? Or is it the best one someone got under their side? It will keep my brother not only with me but also in front of their eyes. They can blackmail me, use me, or do anything, making sure that if it ever comes to legal formalities, my words will mean nothing and I could easily be thrown under a bus. Beyond the words that he wants revenge on the Russian mafia, what about after it? I rub the back of my neck and the sides, making sure there is no blood left. A hand suddenly comes around me; instinctively, I turn

Leonardo paused in his speech. He accessed my facial expression before going on. "It is an oath of secrecy taken, swearing not to divulge the activities of the mafia to law enforcement agencies. You won't be allowed to have unmonitored phone calls, e-mails or texts as every thing will now be monitored by the mafia. You also can't go on unsupervised trips or vacations. All your movements will be monitored and track. You shouldn't be seen with the police either. You will have to be branded as belonging to the Mafia. And the punishment if you don't sign or break any of the rules is...death"

I could lock up almost the entirety of LA through him and him alone. And he knew it. “I believe you are going to be the head of organized crime in LA for the future,” he continued, his words clearly meant to flatter me. “And I simply want to share in your fortunes. A win-win, if you will.” “You must understand.” I leaned forward and tapped my finger on the glass. “I require more from you than Orlov ever did. Don’t think you can push me around, Yardle. And don’t think you can put your hands on things that don’t belong to you.”

he said bowing repeatedly. Papi has connections in the underworld. He sometimes uses mafia boys to handle tough clients. There was a case about a girl who was owing five million and was causing a huge fuss when she was abducted and trying to run away two days to the auction. Papi was mad at this and ordered mafia boys to rape her to death. The police tried taking up the case, but they couldn't because it will only cost their lives. Manager Steve is his right hand man that was how he got to see rugger's real face in his casino. He quickly and respectfully led him to the front seat by himself.

I snarled, then croaked, my voice cracking, getting hoarser by the second. He threw my head to the side and stalked away from me. “And what is my type of criminal?” he growled, his eyes black fire. I held my head and pulled out my fingers, checking for the blood I was sure was on my scalp. My hands were clean. I looked up at him, my vision blurry, but my face dry. “You’re an organization with a code,” I rasped. “That fucker is a one-man army with no concept of the word consequence!”

There is no denying their feelings for each other anymore. Hearing that Tommy has information about Liam and Vincent pushes all thoughts of Casey from her mind. She needs to know what he found and how it can help put Liam behind bars. "It turns out the Organized Crime Division had a big file on Liam Sullivan. It was buried in the old archive's warehouse because no one has worked on it in over 20 years. There is a lot of background information that I think could help. I made copies of everything and brought it here," Tommy excitedly relays as he pulls files out from his backpack and puts them on the coffee table in front of him.

He needed to tell her in person. El Patrón, Lucifer, and the club were preparing for war. The French mafia, headed by his old enemy was the same foe Cerdic and his fellow lords were hunting down when they learned the fucker was the leader of the human trafficking mob in Paris, also part of the group of lords answerable for the disappearance of children in London before the Viscountess' kidnapping. They couldn't do much since they do not have the face and the name of the leader but Otis sang a merry tune. Now, they have the information they needed to track the motherfucker down.

“Best friends? I don’t think so. We have different beliefs, and we have nothing in common. He’s a—” “A criminal who broke many laws and probably killed many people. I know.” His face changed as if he didn’t mean what he said. He was right, though— my father and my brother were criminals who ran a powerful organized crime underground businesses. “You can’t get involved in this, Lake. You have to get away from them once this is over. You have so much to lose.” “I don’t care about anything if I know you’re not safe.” “You can’t—” “I can’t what, Maverick?”

It was either a very intentional move, or a very stupid one. The distinction would determine whether Dante lived or died. “We will get to the bottom of this, Alyssa. I promise.” She barks out a laugh. “Alessandro, I’m under no illusions that this life is ever going to have a bottom. I think it’s probably just one thing after another, because you’re in this fully. You’re the boss. You run an organized crime organization. There is no end to it.” Dio. The way that she says it makes me feel like… It’s a bad thing. “Yes, but it is not always this… chaotic,” I offer.