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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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Shut Up And Listen

I am sitting with the Gigantello brothers. I sit proudly by the table, with the knowledge of the fact that I got to speak to the head of the Angelio Family, Uncle Pete. Tony looks at me and says;

"I have not even spoken to Uncle Pete yet."

I smile and start gambling with them. I pick up my cigar, light it up again and say;

"It is time to win some money."

The time has come for me to start enjoying myself. I order myself a glass of the fine imported whiskey that Uncle Paul is serving tonight to everyone here. Gigantello brothers and I have a few good laughs and have a lot of fun trying to win.

The next moment, I notice someone is running into the restaurant and walks straight to Uncle Pete and Uncle Paul. He starts talking to them for a few minutes and then walks out the doors again. I look at what is going on. Uncle Pete and Uncle Paul are just talking to one another.

Uncle Pete talks to Uncle Paul, and then Uncle Pete looks over at me. Then Uncle Paul does the same. It feels that they are discussing something that has to do with me. I wonder what they are talking about and what it has to do with me. Uncle Paul calls me over.

I stand up instantly and walk back to their table. I stand by the table, and Uncle Paul says;

"Sit down, Ricky."

I sit down. Uncle Paul tells me;

"Did you see the guy that was here just now?"

"Yes, Uncle Paul, I did."

I am starting to get concerned about what is going on here. Uncle Paul says;

"So, he is an informant that keeps feeding us information about everything that he can find out for us. You know, like what our enemies are doing or what they are about to do. So he just told us that there is an Irish-Italian group. They think that they are part of The Family, and that makes them something. So, they are trying to take over some part of our business that we control. Now I wonder, can we count on you to send them a message. But you will have to do it alone?

I sit up straight and say;

"If a message that you need me to send, Uncle Paul. Tell me where I need to send the message to, and I will send it."

I turn and look at Uncle Pete and say;

"You can consider it done, Uncle Pete."

I stand up and directly over to Tony, tap him on the shoulder and say;

"You remember what I asked you last time...that you need to get for me...now I need two. A hush puppy and something that will send a bigger and a much clearer message to anyone. Can you get me something like that?"

Tony looks over to Uncle Paul to get approval. Uncle Paul gives Tony the nod. Tony turns and looks at me and says;

"I will have it here tomorrow morning. Meet me here at nine."

I look at him concerned and say;

"Look, I need it by tonight."

Tony nods and says;

"Okay, give me twenty minutes."

Tony stands up and walks out of the restaurant. I sit down and continue gambling with Anthony and some of the guys. A few minutes later, Tony walks back in and calls me over. I stand up and follow him into the kitchen. Tony says;

"I have what you need. It is in a sports kit in the trunk of a stolen car that is parked around back."

I walk around the kitchen, looking for empty glass bottles. I can not find two empties, so I walk to the bar. I ask the bartender;

"Please hand me an empty whiskey bottle and one-half bottle."

He hands it to me, and I walk back into the kitchen and out the backdoor. Tony walks after me and asks;

"So, what are you going to do?"

"I am going to send a message to someone, but I have to do it alone."

Tony looks surprised and says;

"Alone...no one sends a message alone. You need one guy to drive and two to send the message. Now you are going alone."

I open the trunk of the stolen car, I take out the bag and say to Tony;

"Do not wait up for me, mommy."

Tony laughs and says;

"You are a real fucking funny man. You do know that?"

I roll down the window and start the car. I pop my head out the window and say;

"Have fun..."

And I start driving off to the house. As I arrive, I take the 9mm silencer out of the bag. I watch what the security is doing. I say to myself, if I can get over the wall, there will be no problems. I climb out of the car and run across the road, straight to where the camera can not see me. I jump over the wall.

Once on the other side, I quickly run to a bush and hide in a dark spot. AS security walks by, I keep still until he walks around the corner. I quickly walk along the wall until I get to a glass door. I look inside to check if there is anyone that could see me. I slowly pull the handle, and the door opens.

I stand there and listen if I can hear voices, but it is all quiet. I start moving into the house. I see a small room with monitors and a guard that is attending to them. I hit him behind his neck with the gun, and he passes out. I throw him off the chair.

I quickly make my way to the bedroom. The door is closed, but I can hear something going on in the room. I am not sure what I am hearing, so I decide to peek through the keyhole. What I see, I wish I could scratch my eyes out.

So, the guy's arms are tied to the top section of the bedposts and are hanging. He has something in his mouth and has almost nothing on but some leather suit. A woman walks around with a whip in hand, and she spanks him. I say;

"Ew, disgusting."

I realized that I said it out loud. I look through the keyhole again. I see a female is walking with a whip in her hand towards the door. I notice that she did not free his arms before walking to the door. She opens the door, and I push the door open quickly and hold the gun to her face and say;

"If you scream, you are dead, and no one would have heard that I killed you...do you understand?"

She is in shock. I put the gun to the side of her head and say;

"Nod if you understand me?"

She nods, I say to her;

"Now, quietly turn around."

She turns around, and I hit her behind the neck, and she falls to the ground. The guy is still hanging off the bedposts and is trying to get his hands free. I take my phone out and start recording. I walk up to him and say;

"Hold still, and I will explain why I am here."

He starts to calm down as I hold the gun up to his head. I take a pause and say;

"So, do you know why I am here?"

He signals no with his head. I smile and say;

"I have been sent here by someone that wants me to give you a message. Do you know why I need to send you a message?"

He shakes his head, suggesting that he does not know why. I tell him;

"So, it seems that you are trying to take over some part of someone's business trying to be something that you are not."

He tries to talk, but the big ball in his mouth causes him to get out noises. I tell him;

"Shut up and listen, so the message is"

I put the gun close to his dick hanging out of the leather suit he is wearing. I smile and say;

"I hope your last time using it...was atleast worth it."

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