Crime lord #1
Its dark, cold night in the city that never sleeps. Living up to his name, even tough it was 3 AM, there were still some people walking around, mostly drug junkies, while the music of night clubs echoes trough the empty streets. On the main road there are few cars here and there, but in the narrow allies there is not a living being there. Exept in one. In the beginning of one narrow street, stands a man in a hoodie with his arms in his pockets, whistling a tune and walking from left to right. Another man in a light brown trench coat and brown hat approaches him. The man in the hoodie freezes, stops the whistling and locks his gaze to the approaching man in the coat. The man in the coat keeps his head down. He walks up to the hooded man and reaches out an arm. In his hand he holds a zip bag with white crystal like substance in it. They are both silent for some time. The man in the coat breaks the silence.
"Ok Jesus, it ain like we defusing the bomb, I give you the goods, you give me the money"
"Umm yeah, sure"- said the hooded man while searching his pockets
"Whats your name ?"- asks the coat man
"I, uh, Im Tom. Tom Cassidy"- says the hooded man
"Tom huh ? How are the Irish doing ?"- asks the man in he coat
"Preety bad acctualy, we lots a lot of members and the ones we didnt lose left. Only a few of us acctualy remain in the city."- says Tom while handing a blunt of cash to the man in the coat and taking a zip bag
"That must have left a power vacum. Who is the main player in town now ?"- asks the man in the coat
"Im ashamed to say it, but its Romanians. They have surfaced out of nowhere and are quickly taking over the market."- says Tom
"Huh. Tell you what Tommy"- says the man while taking off his hat, revealing his medium long gold blonde hair, covering some of his face "I like you. Here you go"
The man gives Tom his hat. Tom looks at the hat with confusion. It was heavy
"Ah yes, you noticed. Its my grandpas, its both a hat and a helmet. Should stop a bullet."- says the man with a smile
"Huh, well thanks. So, I guess I will see you around ?"- asks Tom
"Yeah, sure"- says the man in the coat and starts walking away
"Wait whats your name"- Tom asks
The man smiled, and spoke
"I am"
He walks away, Tom looks confused but then turns around and walks towards his car. In the car there are two people in the front. His father in the drivers seat and his uncle next to him. He enters to back seat.
"Well you took your sweet ass time"- says the man in drivers seat "You got the ice ?"
"Yea pa. Here."- Tom gives his father a zip bag containing the crystal meth, with 99% purity
"The hells that ? "- his uncle asks
"Oh, the man gave me this hat, wich is also a helmet. Nice lad really"- says Tom while taking hat off his head and holding it in his hands.
"What ? Give me that, ya chump."- says his uncle while ripping it from his hands "Why the hell is it so heavy ?"
The father looks at the hat with wide eyes and jumps "OH SHI-"- he screamed but is cutten off.
The car explodes. A block away from them the man in the coat smiles. He was the one that rigged the explosive he put inside the hat. For him it was a job well done. He succesfully took out another potential competition and earned some money in the process. He just earned 15 000 $ and yet he couldnt care less for it. He is just happy because he is slowly climbing up the in the criminal underworld. He walks and sees a homless man sleeping under the dumpster. He stops. He counts his cash and splits 10 Ks and puts the other 5Ks in his inner pocket.
"Yo, bro"- he yells, this wakes up the homless guy with a thick brown beard and startles him "Dont spend it on drugs an alcohol mkey ?"
He throws 10K in front of the homless man. The homeless man grabs the money and looks at it in disbelieve and while he was doing so, the man in the coat walks away. The homless man looks at him.
"Who are you ?"- the homless man asks
The man in the coat stops and tilts his head "Oh nobody yet, but soon I will be..."- he smiles and starts walking slowly "The Crime Lord"
The next day news reported the car explosion in the middle of Manhattan. Saying they found traces of C4 in the wreckage. Funny, he tought to himself. He is just chilling in central park, spining his balisong and sitting on the bench. Its where he spents most of his time. An average looking guy approaches him.
"Buddy you know those are illegal right ?"- he says while putting hands to his sides.
"Oh I know."- Crime Lord says and continues spinning the balisong
The other man sighs, looks at the side then looks back at him "Look bud, im a cop and im on my day off, this could be easy but then agian you could make it hard. Just give me the knife and we could both go our separate ways."
Crime Lord stops and looks at him. He closes the balisong and hands it over. He fakes a smile. And goes away. The cop is confused but continues his walk. After some time he walks under an overpass bridge. Suddenly he is caught in a choke hold. He tries to break free but his neck is quickly snapped. Crime Lord took his balisong back and took his wallet. Then he took the money from the wallet. There was over 500 dollars in cash. Nice" he tought to himself. He cleared from the area. He walked all the way to Times Square. He buys himself a hot dog, with nothing. He eats it and enters a nearby Coffe bar. He sits next to a nervous looking man. They look at each other. He puts an envelope on the table.
"Let me hear it. Whats new on the streets."- the Crime Lord says
The nervous man takes the envelope and speaks "Um, well nothing too much. The Romanians expanded their coke market all the way to Philadelphia on south and Boston to the north. Their only competition are Mexican Cartel and Russian mob. But its seems they dont acctualy fight, but they help eachother. The Irish pulled back, tough I hear there are some left and Chinese falled a part."
"Where are the Yakuza ?"- the Crime Lord
"They went silent. No one heard of them for weeks."- the man says
"Oh well. Thank you. See you in hell."- Crime Lord says
Crime Lord exited the caffe shop. The man was confused by his last statment. He reached for the envelope. The Crime Lord promised him good money for information. Thats how he will get by, thats how he will start over agian. He tried opening the envelope normally, but it wouldnt open. It was sealed tight. He had to rip it. There is 500 dollars in there, but are kind of wet. Also as soon as he opened the envelope the smell of garlic came. It was arsen. He died shortly after in his apartment. Perfect example of the Crime Lord not leaving any loose ends. As soon as he exited the coffe bar he started planing the domination. Later that evening, one of the last remaining Irish in the city called up the meeting with his mercenaries. In one small Irish like pub, that is in a basment, about 15 people gather. Roy Cassidy, second uncle of Tom Cassidy, plans to take Irish back to the top. He managed to gather 15 mercenaries, and today is their meeting for the plan of attack. Once he got rid of competition, his other kinsmen would follow him. Its 09:10 PM, and Roy is late. Everyone just akwardly looks at eachother, not knowing what to do. Suddenly the doors open and down the stairs walks the Crime Lord holding a box. Upon seeing him they all point their guns at him. All 15 of them exept one, because that one only had a combat knife. Crime Lord slowly walks to the nearest table and puts the box down. Everyone is quiet. He opens the box and reveals a seveared head of Roy Cassidy.
"So gentlemen, dont be scared, there is still a way for you to get mon.."- the Crime Lord speaks but is cutten off
"Welp, my work is done here."- says the mercenary with a comabt knife with a russian accent while getting up and walking to the exit.
"Pardon me ?"- the Crime Lord asks with a raised eyebrow.
"I was sent by the Gavril Botez, to kill the last Irish in the city. But it seems you did that, so I will be on my way."- the russian says while stepping on a step
"You know, you dont interupt the Lord. And live."- says Crime Lord
As he said this he quickly turns and aims the russian with his silenced 9mm gun. He fires it. But before the bullet could kill the russian, he quickly turns and throws a small dagger like knife with so much force and precision that it jammed the barrel of the silencer and stopped the bullet. The Crime Lord was suprised.
"I respectfully disagree, Lord."- the russian says
The Crime Lord looks at the barrel, then looks at him agian. The russian walked to the door.
"Who are you ?"- the Crime Lord asks
The russian stops and turns his head.
"I have been known by many names. Currently people call me "Nozh"- he says in a russian voice. The russian word for knife.
Nozh walks out. Crime Lord looks at the door with a mixture of interest and causion. He turns and continues.
"As I was saying."- Crime Lord continues "You are now in a unique position to write history. I have a plan and you have the muscle. If everything goes as planned in few months we will be the living the life of Riley. Alright, since there is fourteen of you.."- Crime Lord says while calculating "So 350 for each of you as an insurence you could say."
He throws money on the table. The mercenaries look at eachother.
"When do we start ?"- one of them says
"Immediatly."- the Crime Lord says
He takes out a marker and gets close to the wall he starts drawing.
"Alright, so this is the current state of the city"- he draws a large circle "This is the new player in town, known as the Romanians"- then he draws two slightly smaller circles within the large circle "These are the Mexican Cartel and the Russians."- he then draws 5 smaller circles at random places "These are other smaller gangs like the Italians, skinheads, remnents of Irish and Chinese and the Arabs."- he then draws a small dot "And this is us. So, gentlemen, what is it that you would do ?"
"Join the Romanians and not die ?"- one man says while other people laughs
"Funny. But no. Think of this city as a fortress. Best way to crumble an Empire is from whitin. We, make THEM, kill eachother and then we swoop in."- Crime Lord says while motioning with his arms
"The fuck we gonna do that, they in some kind of alliance now and shit. We ain have a chance."- says one man with a hat in an Italian accent
"This is not for you to worry about. As I said, I have a plan."- Crime Lord says "So what do you say ? Are you in ?"
They were. All of them. He already had them assinged some jobs. They were all the same. Get as much weapons as you can. The Crime Lord himself had some one he needed to talk to. He and one of his henchmen had to go in hells kitchen.
"Alright, 100 meters forward, then turn to your right and there should be a white van with a man next to him. Try to get as much as weapons as you can and say that he will get payed later. And if he doesnt want to."- he says while handing him his silenced 9mm gun "Make him."
They parted ways and the Crime Lord entered the building and climbed to third floor. He knocks at the apartment number 8.
"GET AWAY"- a voice could be heard from inside
"Alex, its me. The Lord."- says the Crime Lord
"You still call yourself that ? Come on Francis, dont be a child."- Alex says
"For the last fucking time, my name is not Francis. I am here to make my promise true."- Crime Lord says
He waits for few moments but gets no response.
"Alright im busting in."- he says as he is preparing to knock the doors down
Before he could do that the doors open. Alex with his black messy hair and black rings under his eyes motioned him to get in. The Crime Lord gets in and Alex closes the door. Crime Lord walks to window then turnes to Alex.
"The promise where you and I get rich ? Come on man, that dream is dead."- Alex says while whipping his nose with his hand
"I see that you are back on cocaine. Yes the dream may be dead but we can return it back to life. I mean come on, I know you and this isnt you."- Crime Lord says
As soon as he said that Alex takes a cup and throws it at Crime Lord. Crime Lord dodges and the cup hits the window breaking it.
"YOU DONT FUCKING KNOW ME."- Alex yells
"Hey, hey, hey, caaaaaalm down okay ?"- Crime Lord says "Look man, Im wont waste time on you. We could make some real money, and as you know the streets better than anyone we could be usefull to eachother. What do you say ?"
He extends his arm towards Alex. He hesitates for few moments but he eventually shakes it.