Mafia The Series: Guns And Freaks นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“He begged for his life. He gave up his weapon, and you still killed him. You think Magnus will forgive that? He’s not like Vincent, he doesn’t talk. He just sends men like me to hunt you.” Something inside Gerrard snapped. With a growl, he punched the man again and again. His fists were covered in blood. Then, in one swift move, he pulled out his gun, and fired. One shot. Straight to the head. I slapped a hand over my mouth to stop my scream. My whole body shook. I knew Gerrard wasn’t a good man. But this... this was something else. This was cold. Brutal. My stomach twisted, and I felt sick.

she said. The sarcasm was very evident in her voice. "You are all cowards. If not, you wouldn't have had us held at gunpoint. You are no match for us," Marcelo said. One common rule among mafias is to never show your weakness, even in the face of death. Aurelio stepped forward. "You are right," he stretched his hand above the ship, and let the gun fall off his hand into the water. "Ending you with a gun is an easy death," he said.

I’d had four guns pointed at me within a short amount of time. I shook my head. “No. That’s fine.” I took my phone out, sliding it to him on the counter. He caught it, but his eyes remained on me. “Are you doing okay?” I nodded. “I’m good. I mean, we’re in the lap of luxury for places to hide out in.” I gestured to Octavia. “Though, I’m confused about that place. Doesn’t a different mob family run that?” “Cole Mauricio. They’re active in Chicago, but Trace’s family and mine have an understanding with them.”

Seven? “Thank you,” she replied, flashing me a weak smile. “It’s a tough business, the mafia.” I wanted to know more, but I didn’t want to push. “I’m sure it is.” I’d heard horror stories about the mafia. Shootings and stabbings seemed to be common place. The mafia was notorious for hitmen, werewolves willing to kill a target for money. And I assumed the Santonio family, as one of the biggest mafia around, had a TON of hit men.

Each of her victims, alive or not, bared the symbol on their skin. "What else do you know?" Bella inquired, only to be answered with silence. She peeked over his head, seeing his eyes shut closed with his chest heaving as he breathed heavily. Bella gripped the kitchen knife and stabbed his other shoulder. "Speak." He let out a struggled breath. "Bianchi. His mafia is getting stronger day by day." "How?" "H-He's taking in new r-recruits, establishing new drug factories, importing more w-weapons into the city." He explains.

he laughs again, stepping forward and grabbing my elbow, stopping my retreat. “I am anti-gun!” I say, vehement, pointing at it. “Gun violence is an epidemic! I’m not going to be part of the problem!” “You’re in the mafia!” “I am not!” “Iris,” Frankie says, laughing harder now and shaking his head at me. “For better or worse, babe, you’re in the mafia. Which means you should know how to shoot and handle one of these. It’s only practical.” I scowl and stop trying to pull my arm away from him, looking down at the little gun. “Why is it so small?”

My brain struggled to process it. Mafia? Actual mafia? The kind from movies? I actually thought they were business men who had bodyguards with them. The expensive suits. The armed men. The meetings. The injuries. The secrecy. Suddenly everything began making sense all at once. Sylvester noticed my stunned expression and immediately tried explaining further. “We mainly deal with people who..” Chris interrupted before he could finish. “We deal with bad people,” Chris explained calmly. “Drug dealers. Human traffickers. Bastards who threaten our territory or innocent people.”

I used my desktop with the hacked account to communicate with my spy. Once the cam was on I heard loud greetings, "CHUNKY!" I rolled my eyes then I heard, "Don't do that bitch" I tsked my tongue and said, "Aye, Aye captain" she hummed in satisfaction and said, "I know you will call me soon" I frowned and asked, "How?" She replied, "Mafia world is in chaos and all were searching for you to kill" I bit my lips to suppress my anger. I took a deep breath to calm down while Lil asked in a worried tone, "Is everyone okay there?" I nodded my head and said, "Yep but not. Today all others went into an accident. Zoe and Zac saved Eve and Amber. I am afraid they all might find out about my kids. I can'

I observe my reflection without managing to avoid thinking about many situations that have passed during this last time, resulting in many secrets have been revealed to me, more than I estimated, a world spread out in front of me that I was not able to see and now take shape in front of an opaque, dense, dark background. On the one hand, I encounter the reality that Black is in a world of mafias that he is trying to get out of, which I do not think is without paying a high price in the attempt. Then there is his secret family, the wife he says he left behind without her having untied herself from him and the daughter he hides to protect her, a secret he now shares with me. Finally, Mikael Sy

When Georgia's father exited the store and headed towards the alley where he parked his car, Alessandro followed him. Suddenly, the smoke from an exploding grenade spread throughout the area, while gunshots echoed in the air. Alessandro approached cautiously, on guard, as his heart pounded forcefully in his chest. He knew those shots were coming from the Sicilian mafia, one of the most powerful in the world, even more so than the Black Hand. There was no time to waste. Jeremy could be in mortal danger if he didn't act fast enough.