Mafia Hierarchy 소설 & 이야기

"Yes. No one knows. Everyone here is already a part of the mafia and cannot disclose anything done here or else it won't end well for them." He is indirectly telling me to keep my mouth shut. "Who is the underboss?" I ask him. "The underboss is the one to be boss after the current boss. He is the younger brother of the consigliere." The younger brother? Wait, could he be the one my father owes money? "That is to say, he is of a high rank than the consigliere?" Mike sighs, "You can't really understand how things work here." "Then please explain to me, I need to know so I will understand, right?"

And to worsen the situation, his bodyguards stood like statues, blocking the exits. Hannah, who had been chatting with someone at the bar, finally noticed what was happening. Her face went pale as she hurried over. "Scarlett?" she asked, her voice shaky. Then she looked at Liam, and her eyes widened in recognition. "Wait, you’re…" Her voice trailed off, and I saw the fear flash across her face. She knew him. Everyone seemed to know him. Liam DeLuca, the godfather of some gang, Europe’s biggest mafia—at least that was what Hannah had told me earlier today in class.

“They’re brothers. Mafia in Sicily. The head honcho, Aamon De Luca, their dad, was killed.” My mind keeps drifting back to something I caught on TV a while back in Sierra’s office. She seemed to know the brothers and had a soft spot for one of them. I squint, trying to recall her exact words. She was pretty specific, like there was more beneath the surface. I thought about digging deeper then, but it didn’t seem relevant to either of my jobs. “The organization is falling apart. Nolan and Flint are on the brink of a full-blown war.” “And?” How well does Sierra really know these guys? Sometimes, the ties between people run deeper than they look.

"I know that might be a difficult concept, but all businesses—not just toy companies—are run this way. And people at different levels have different access to different things." Elena silently thought that this wasn't all that different from how the mafia worked. It was really a simple concept. You had the don at the top—or Mr. Winslow, in the case of this company. Then you had the consiglieres—or Mrs. Winslow and the board. Then there were capos—the brothers—who were in charge of no rank mafia men or "soldiers" as they were sometimes called—basically, the everyday employees. Elena even repeated this hierarchy—sans the mafia connections—back to Jack, but he still acted like Elena didn't unde

He said. Rage flashed in his grey eyes. Shehryaar held no regard for traitors. He dared to betray him! Red hot anger pulses through his veins. He wasn't surprised since the eastern mob had been growing strong lately but what he didn't expect was that one of his one people would turn out to be the spy. He trusted all his men. He was a leader, a Mafia boss of the most dangerous gang in the country, the Mutehda Muhajir movement (united emigrates' movement) party that was on the surface a political party fighting for the rights of the emigrants who came from the neighbouring countries yet in truth, it was a malicious Mafia gang that recruited and trained emigrants and made them into killing mach

The apartment was quiet, outside the window the street had gone almost completely still. "Tell me the rest," I said. "You said you would." He leaned forward with his elbows on his knees and looked at the floor for a moment. Then he looked at me. "I work for a crew," he said. "You said mafia," I said. "Don't step back from it now." "I'm not stepping back," he said. "I'm giving you the shape of it. The familia has structure and hierarchy, i have a position in that structure. My position requires that I handle things other people in the organization cannot or will not handle themselves."

I place it on the board in front of me, scanning every face that is present. ‘Ndragheta. Camorra. Sacra Corona Unita. Serbian Mafia. Turkish Mafia. Cártel de Guadalajara. Yamaguchi-Gumi. Sun Yee On. The Yakuza. The Bratva. The Knights of the Road. Even the Nigerian Syndicates. And the Old Guard. The oldest mafia family, consisting of the three main ones. The Italian, the Russian and the Chinese. Together, they oversee the foundational power structures of the empire. They collectively control historical power and legacy. Government. Military and enforcement. Cultural and ritual incidents. Maintaining and disrupting transitions of power.

She explained. I was still lost and I didn't get it. How does being the higher-up connect with paperwork? I thought this is a mafia gang, not a business company. Seeing my confused face she sigh and explain again, " There is more responsibility that will be bounded to you when you go to a higher position. Yes, this is not a business company but even a mafia gang needs its own financial and economic management. Accounting, agreeing, and signing papers also meeting and gathering. That's what higher-ups do since you lackey will do all the harsh labor. That's also the reason why each higher-up has their own secretary. For example, Dexter has Damien as his secretary and Tim has Edward as his secr

“How dare he let that filth pour from his trash mouth? I’ll fucking kill him!” Reid was stunned by Luca’s reckless, rebellious attack. As the Sotto Capo, Reid was the highest-ranking member in the room, second only to the Don himself. In the cold hierarchy of the Famiglia, a soldier lunging at the Underboss was an act of treason—a sentence of death carried out on the spot.

Hideous asked, which made Kyle and Keisley look at each other and wait for George's answer. George took a moment to gather his thoughts before responding to Hideous's question. He nodded his head. "Yes," he admitted, his voice steady, and he did not even have a hint of hesitation. Well, Sherly trusts them and does him. "I am part of the mafia, but I'm not the boss. The boss is my best friend, and I serve as his second in command." Second in command? Isn't it still considered a boss? There's only one person above him; it's the real owner of the mafia. Then now, he is telling them that he isn't the boss?