mafia
Don’t mess with the mob; a look into organized crime networks and mafia families, the real-life gangsters that inspired The Godfather.
Larry
I know how much Robert likes privacy when we sleep, so I usually don’t say anything when he shuts the bedroom door, but it’s a really dark night and the kids might be scared. I can’t hear them as well with the door shut. I should just get up quietly so I don’t wake him, and open the door...
By Jerry Tulak5 years ago in Criminal
Behind the Doll's Eye
Mina Bucur’s life wasn’t always this way. It used to be better, more vivid, and full of life. In her little village back home in Romania, death wasn’t around each and every corner. Death wasn’t a common topic of discussion at a dinner table full of lavish food and expensive wine. Life—life and all its wonders—was what Mina was used to talking about vibrantly back home with her family: her two lovely parents whose love was so sick and made Mina almost gag with glee; her two younger sisters who were so closely acquainted with trouble that it was an old friend for them and found them wherever they hid (unless their mother found them first, that is); and of course, her lovely grandparents, who lived through so much heartache and trials beyond comprehension, but still put fresh, lovely smiles on their experienced and lived faces. Mina loved her family, loved them so much that she would do anything for them—anything to save them from harm. Well. . . the day that Mina would take up that promise came sooner rather than never, much to her and her family’s misfortune.
By Samantha Heck5 years ago in Criminal
joey's savior
DonJuan Carleone was a 25 year old dishwasher at a New York City restaurant. He’s a high school graduate trying to work his way through community college. He shares a small one-room apartment with his younger brother, Joey. It was a tight fit. DJ and Joey grew up in Wright City, MO with their single mother, who struggled with drug addiction their whole lives. The move to NYC meant starting a new life where no one knew them and there were no misconceptions about their characters.
By Katie Thorpe5 years ago in Criminal
La Talpa
La Talpa My life was never an easy one. You do not become a mafioso for an easy life. No one becomes a mafioso. You are fearless or you are not. You have swagger or you do not. You beat others or you do not. You are aggressive, boastful, and proud of your family. Or you are not.
By Lewis O'Donnell5 years ago in Criminal
High Value Target
"This is gonna be the easiest $18K I've ever made." He exhales relaxedly, aiming his rifle downward slightly more. "Just like riding a bike." He says as he exhales again, pulling the trigger at the end of his breath. "Annnnd, another one bites the dust." He says as he takes a zoomed in photograph of the assassination from the rooftop.
By Levi Ackerman5 years ago in Criminal
Pier 17
Pier 17 The night was the same as every night, or so it seemed. The band was hot, the crowds wandered in and out sporadically, and the usual crowds were always there. Just as things were starting to really get busy a mysterious woman walked in dressed to the nines. She was as scorching as the flames from a wildfire. Her skin had been sun kissed, her hair was long and curled in a nice wave, her eyes were as blue as the ocean in the Caribbean, and man oh man her lips were a bright grapefruit pink that matched her gown. Her gown was dazzling with sequins, so much so, that when light touched it, she sent sparkles throughout the room. It was impossible for anyone to not notice her, the whole place went quiet the moment she walked in, all eyes on her, even the band began to play a slower jazzy song that made you want to work up enough courage to approach her.
By Sarah Supall 5 years ago in Criminal
The Only Option
“Who is he?” “I don’t know.” “Are you going to kill him?” “What other option do I have?” Spencer’s breath came quick and shallow. His legs were too weak to stand and he collapsed onto the broken sofa. His mind raced with a million thoughts that all crashed into one another, leaving him with nothing but a headache. He stared at the small notebook. Heather stared at him.
By Donald Granger5 years ago in Criminal
Life Insurance
It started with fear, then acceptance, like watching a bird hit the window and fall down to the Earth. That's how Jimmy the Cook went out. Headlights through his back window, and before he could blink, it was all over. Poor kid just got seen talking to the wrong guy at the wrong time, probably didn't even know what he did wrong. But that's life, I guess.
By Christopher Hascall5 years ago in Criminal
The Briefcase- Meeting Miss. Fortune
I never really liked going to big celebrations much. Not because I don't like people, I just have fairly tight boundaries that crowded places tend to overstep. Hence why I look somewhat out of place in this former speakeasy. Now that Prohibition has ended, the owner didn't need to hide the booze he's been stacking for the past few years. Additionally, since he had to get rid of it all before it goes bad, the prices were as low as they could go. This caused the place to be crawling with customers from all walks of life, from all parts of the city, congregating to get their share of the liquor.
By The Caymanian Story Teller5 years ago in Criminal
The Pickpocket
She clocked him a block away. The man she marked was walking with an arrogant strut that only rich assholes can pull off. A ridiculously expensive suit, a knockoff Rolex, and on his cell phone talking way too loudly and gesticulating too much, thinking he's somebody.
By Jacob Cipriano5 years ago in Criminal
