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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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Trust Is Everything

Here is what happened last time on Death to the Mafia

The torture continues with James, the sniper that accidentally shot Isabella. James doesn't give up that easily, so I have to develop better ways to make him feel pain, so I use the shotgun and put a bullet in both knees. Uncle Pete tells me that he wants us to get out of there, and his guys will come and clean up the scene after he kills the sniper. Henry and I leave and head for the airport, where the interrogator is busy with Luigi.

The interrogator asks Luigi;

"Come on. We can protect you. Tell us what you know?"

Luigi uses his finger to point at the file on the table and says;

"Have you tried to read the file yet? Maybe something is in there that can tell you something."

The interrogator slams his hands on the table in frustration. I can see he is not getting anywhere with Luigi. I tap the shoulder of the guy standing next to me and, I whisper in his ear and say;