Novel & Cerita Organized Crime Books

“Congratulations, Boss!” Without waiting for the celebration, Drake turned on his heel and walked out of the church. Amy followed closely behind, flanked by a sea of suits and heavy artillery. The moment the heavy church doors slammed shut behind them, the priest’s knees gave out, and he collapsed onto the altar floor, completely unconscious. Meanwhile, across the city, the atmosphere was entirely different. Inside the fortified syndicate of the Blood Pact Mafia. The second largest crime syndicate in Italy. Athan, a hardened man in his early fifties, sat high on a leather chair that served as his throne. The air in his private chambers was thick with the pungent, sweet scent of a heavy blunt

my father said, back in those first days when I was learning how to live in my new world, “there’s nobody I trust more than him. He’s done a lot of work for me, and if anybody so much as lays a hand on you, they will lose that hand. And that’s if they’re lucky.” I didn’t ask him exactly what that meant or how he could be so sure. I didn’t need to. I didn’t want to, either. Posey takes over as usual, and I’m happy to let her do it. “I’ve been pulling up articles about the current state of organized crime and how money laundering schemes affect even regular, everyday people. Like there was that one chain of stores that exploded in a million different locations and had all these employees and e

Third person’s pov Simon pov I was having a hard time knowing that business was shaky and also knowing that more danger could be lurking around. “What do you have on the Genovese?”Arman asked Fabio as he looked through the files in front of him. “In there is the pictures of the Boss and underboss and much to my knowing the Genovese crime family is a powerful New York-based Italian-American Mafia organization, frequently referred to as the "Ivy League" or "Rolls Royce" of organized crime for its longevity, sophistication, and structure. Founded by Lucky Luciano in 1931, it remains a dominant, enduring family involved in wide-ranging racketeering, gambling, and labor union infiltration. “Fabio

Aaron Here's a fun fact about me, Paperwork is my personal hell. Everyone thinks that just because I'm a mob boss, I don't have to do it, but that is a completely false narrative pushed on by shitty TV shows and The Godfather. The mob is an organised crime syndicate. Emphasis on organised.

The drug trade, money laundering, and illicit activities were all interconnected, forming a tangled web that extended far beyond what I had initially imagined. Through careful investigation and daring risks, I unearthed evidence that tied Mr. Smith, Johnson, and Becky to a clandestine organization known as the "Shadow Syndicate." This elusive group operated in the shadows, orchestrating criminal activities with precision and cunning. Their reach extended beyond the city, their influence permeating every aspect of society.

Maximillian smirked at Legis informing him about a man who had guts to disagreed on his term about the money laundering that involves disguising financial assets so they can be used without detection of the illegal activity that produced them. "That bastard, who the fuck is he to whine on my fucking terms. How greedy of him, burn that fucking restaurant he had if he doesn't want my terms. And find another place that can process the money for legal disguise for our drugs profits without noticing of the authority." Maximillian giving orders. "I'll assign that task to Lewis and Baker, how about Mr. Sanchez? What do you want to do to him?" "Kill him." Maximillian bluntly answers Legis as he goes

Franck added to what Mathew had just analyzed. Then James unveiled. “You guys can say that again. That alone is a form of influence. But beside that one, their national and international criminal network is another pushing factor, which should not to be neglected. This one is even the big booster, as three quarter of the world identify them from there. Their country emblems suffers a bad press from the world`s influential medias. The first factor that ought to be taken account of in this organized crime, are the seeable deals and the non-seeable crimes. In the seeable deals, they have drug deals, immigration fraud, trafficking of women for commercial and sexual exploitation. Just to name a f

And most women on the run, lying low, flying under the radar didn’t have those kinds of connections. My fingers drummed the desktop. Pondering. Connections like that usually weren’t a sign of anything good. No, more often than not, they meant one thing: organized crime. My head spun. Could it be … In my line of work, coincidences were so rarely that. Nothing was simple—and yet, most things were far simpler than they seemed. It couldn’t hurt to try, in any case. I had nothing to lose. I set my fingers atop the keys once more. Typed.

He underestimated me. “I have information that will interest you boss.” He quickly said. He must’ve noticed my hand lingering on the gun beside me. “What makes you think I want to listen to you?” I raised my eyebrow. “Everyone in the underground is talking about it. A book.” He takes a deep breath, “There’s a book that has all the secrets of all the gangs in the city. Even that of El Alma.” The mere mention of the top mafia group in Chicago grabs my attention. Even though it was mostly non-existent and hidden, El Alma remained the biggest mafia group to ever exist. It’s been around since my father was still a boy.

He was charming in a lethal wayb and every word he said made it harder to maintain the armor I’d built. The dinner went for hours. His associates exchanged stories about drug shipments and bodies dumped in canals like they were trading stock tips. I sipped water and listened. Every detail was ammunition. Every smile from Nikolai was a taunt. He had no idea I was the pin under the elephant's foot. Eventually the night advanced and everyone was starting to leave until I was left alone with him. He leaned back and stretched as if he hadn’t just spent hours surrounded by monsters. I tried to imagine the kind of man he would have been if he hadn't become a criminal but I came out blank. A crimina