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Death To The Mafia

Ricky Tomachino was drawn into the gangster life from a young age. He did favors for some of the big guys, no questions asked. He just wanted to be excepted into the Mafia's family. His dad was from Sicily, but his mother was French. Because of that fact, they would never let his family fully join the Mafia family. His dad worked as a driver for Pete Angelio, the Head of the Angelio Crime Family. He died in a hit and Ricky's life started spinning out of control. By the age of twelve he was in and out of juvie, that's until he found out why his dad was shot. Accepted members of the Angelio Crime Family, broke the code and organized a hit on another member without The Council's approval, and blamed Ricky's dad for it. Now Ricky Tomachino has to do the impossible. Get into The Family and be accepted, while taking out The Family from the inside out. But he unexpectedly falls in love with the daughter of Pete Angelio. Will Ricky Tomachino still try to kill them one by one or will Isabella Angelio turn his life upside down? The following story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons...living or dead is purely coincidental.

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You Mean Steal It

I'm getting into the car with the brother and I'm sitting in the back looking out the window. There is nothing better than knowing that there is no place I would rather be. We get to Uncle Paul's restaurant, Anthony parks the car and we walk into the restaurant. I walk straight up to Uncle Paul and say;

"Package was delivered, Uncle Paul"

He looks at me and says;

"Good, did you have any problems?

"Yes, sir, but I took care of them"

"You passed your test kid. We need someone like you that is willing to help. From now on, I don't want to see you pinched again for doing stupid stuff...you hear? You do what I say and when I say it. If anyone gives you problems, you tell them to come and speak to me. You got that?"

"Yes, Uncle Paul"

"Good, here's some money, get yourself better clothes to wear"

"Thank you, Uncle Paul"

I walk out of the restaurant. I stand and think why is Uncle Paul so nice to me. It must be the call that Tommy made on my behave. Happily, I count my money. I have three hundred bucks to spend and I'm going to use every dime. I got myself the best deals in town. When I go into a shop, I throw Uncle Paul's name around and I got discounts everywhere I go. Even my haircut was free of charge.

As I'm walking down the street, every one that passes me by greets me. It's like they know me personally. It could have been that car ride because everyone talks in this town. You need to know who's standing in front of you. Because if you disrespect the wrong person, you will end up dead. I feel like a made man already.

I'm turning eighteen in a few weeks. The last two years have gone past so quickly. I turned my life around and made a good name for myself around here. No more stupid decisions and the best of all, no more spending time in jail. I've kept my head down and did what I had to do to be recognized. Doing favors here and there, picking up stuff from one place, and delivering it to another.

Now that I'm working at Uncle Paul's restaurant, I've made some good money along the way. I even have my own apartment. Uncle Paul knows he can trust me by now. He says that if I keep this up, I will be accepted into the Family and become a Soldier for the Angelio Family, like the Gigantello brothers. It's always what I wanted. I just need to find a way to earn some quick clean money, I need to get recognized.

As I sit down at the bar, the bartender hands me a drink and says;

"Here you go, Ricky"

"Thank you. You always know what to pour. Saluti!"

I'm sitting and having a drink with the two Gigantello brothers. Uncle Paul calls Tony over to discuss something. Tony walks back and says;

"Come with me, we have something to take care of for Uncle Paul"

A delivery truck arrives at the back of the restaurant. Anthony opens the delivery doors and then the driver walks to the back and says;

"Here's the stuff that Uncle Paul is waiting for"

He opens the door of the truck. It's full of different types of meats, cheeses, and fresh vegetables. Tony looks at me and says;

"You take the vegetables"

I pick up the first box and take it to the kitchen. I put it down on the table and go to the truck again. I pick up the second box, it feels much heavier than the first box. I put it down next to the other one, and start going through to see what's so heavy. As I lift some of the vegetables, Tony walks in. I stop what I'm doing letting the vegetables go.

I say to Tony;

"Is this good here?"

"It's okay, did you get everything?"

I don't think that Tony saw me going through the vegetables. So, I leave and go to the truck again for the last box. I get the box, and this one also feels heavier than the last one. I take it in and ask Tony;

"What type of vegetables is in this fucking box, these boxes are heavy?"

He looks at me and smiles and says;

"Did you get all of them?"

"Yes, I did"

"Good, then you're done, go inside"

I walk in and sit down at the bar. I think I need to call Tommy again, see if he can help me score something quickly. The bartender hands me two drinks and says;

"Take this to Uncle Paul"

I take the drinks and walk up to his table. There is someone sitting with Uncle Paul that I haven't seen in the restaurant before. I put the drinks down and walk away. Uncle Paul says;

"Ricky, where are your manners?"

"I'm sorry Uncle Paul, I thought you were busy and I didn't want to bother you"

"Come here, sit down"

I sit down and look at them. Uncle Paul says;

"The Gigantello brothers are busy doing something else for me. Now, I'm giving this job to you. Do you want it?"

"Anything, Uncle Paul"

"I need you to pick up a car for Uncle Jimmy. But this one you need to take it, no questions asked"

"You mean steal it...?"

"Keep your fucking voice down, we don't want everyone hearing what you are about to do?"

"Uncle Paul, just give me the address and I will do it"

Uncle Paul looks over to the unknown man sitting next to him and slides a piece of paper over to me;

"There you go. You will find that car standing in the parking lot. You take it to the mechanic over at fourth and say that Uncle Paul has sent this car. He knows what he needs to do with it. You wait there till he is done with the car and then you drive it to Uncle Jimmy. Then you hand him the keys. I will send the Gigantello brothers to Uncle Jimmy's once they are done to pick you up. Don't fuck this up you hear? And don't get fucking pinched. I'm counting on you to get this done"

He points his finger at me to make sure I understand. I take the piece of paper and walk out the door. Ready to prove myself. I walk a few blocks and get to the parking lot. It's a police impound lot.

There is police everywhere, this is not going to be easy to get the car. I wait for them to leave. I feel my heart starting to race and my adrenaline pumping. Then I jump over the gate and start looking for the number plates of the car that I need to get. I hear someone screaming;

"Hey, you there...what are you doing!!"

I stand up slowly with my hands in the air...

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