Authors Note : I have not been to in about a year, I thought it was best to take sometime to learn the finer points of workmanship before I release a story worth posting. So here now is a work of Princein.

The Sindacco Family

Chapter 1 Part 1: Liberty City

Charlie Sindacco has been taking care of business for his father Don Frank Sindacco in Liberty City for two years now. He is known as a fair man, maybe even a wise man like his father. Him and his partner, Salvatore Leone run business out of a warehouse by the bay in Portland. A protection ring that has roots in every Italian owned restaurant and bakery. Things are going well for them as both the Sindacco and Leone family have enjoyed peace and prosperity since Frank Sindacco first opened up shop in 1901, But as of late the Forelli family has begun to cause a stir over the drug trade. The Sindaccos and the Leones stay firm on the Idea that there will be no drugs in Carcer or Liberty City. Yet resistance grows weak amongst the 5 families.

Liberty City, 1953

"Mr. Sindacco you understand my problem, of course you do you are a man of business." a old man with a white tuft of hair said across the room. It was about mid day in Liberty City and Charlie Sindacco was having a meeting with all the proprietors in the protection ring to get their assurance they would not go to the Forelli family. Charlie sat comfortably in a big leather chair while Salvatore sat in a wooden seat by the door. Even though his office was in the ship yard it was still lavishly furnished with Persian rugs and old country oil paintings. Charlie also was dressed quite nice with a blue pin stripe suit opened at the chest almost carelessly. He took a sip of his drink and put it down, he cleared his throat and played with the ring on his finger all while the shop keeper who sat across from him nervously played with his bowler derby. "Mr. Saliari I understand your problem with the flower shop, but why go to Lorenzo Forelli? why not come here first?". "Because I feared for my life" the shop keeper said in a quite tone bowing his head down.

"Saliari we have known each other for a long time and if you were a good friend, a friend who listened and observed you would realize I am not a murderer" he said getting up and walking over to a book case that sat cock eyed in the back of the office. The shop keeper turned around in his chair as if Charlie was going to go against his word and shoot him in the back of the head. "I was afraid, I was afraid you would get angry at me for what I did" the man had a bit of fear in his voice and was quivering. "I am not mad at you, I understand as you said I am a man of business, a man who takes sympathy on your position. You saw that the Forellis where offering a better deal so you took it like any good business man would."

A wave of relief came over the shop keepers face he was about to speak again when Charlie interrupted him. "However, Mr. Saliari I cannot understand that after such betrayal, after all this talk of fearing for your life you would decide to come back to me. Now that is not a trait of a good business man" he said with cold eyes. " As you said Mr. Sindacco I know your not a murderer, before I had heard all these rumors about you throwing a man out a window for not paying in full, but now I see I was blinded before but yes now I see you are a fair man." he said in a pleading tone. Salvatore leaned his seat forward it made a creaking sound as It did so this caught the attention of the high strung shop keeper. " You should of come to us first Saliari, but instead you decided to go to Lorenzo were not asking for excuses on why you did what you did we are simply asking why come to us?" Salvatore said leaning forward in his chair. "because Mr. Leone.." he stopped for a second holding back tears.

Charlie walked over from the book case and sat down on top of the desk in front of Saliari. He put his hand on the man's shoulder "why?". "Because those bastards began to make fools of me and my family. They would sell drugs in my store and treat me like a dumb animal when I asked them kindly to stop. They would move the stuff in plain day light to neighborhood kids, my god they where children for god sakes. One day the police came to my store and started asking me and my family all kinds of questions and then..." he stopped putting his head into his hands "they arrested my son because Lorenzo said he was pushing the drugs all by himself. Now people wont come to my store, not even the regulars come to say hello, Lorenzo has made a fool out of my family and destroyed my reputation.."

Charlie looked at the man for a long time he than took a deep breath and let it out with a sigh. "Mr. Saliari I feel your pain, a son in jail, a downed business, but you cannot blame Forelli for what you did to yourself. We have warned you countless times that Forelli brings nothing but bad business and still you do not listen. And now you come here begging for me to help, what can I do? how can I make your problems go away?" The man sat silent he looked from Charlie to Salvatore. "I want you to take my business back, I want to be under protection of the Sindaccos and the Leone families again. I'll do anything" Charlie just eyed him quietly. "Mr. Saliari, this I cannot do. You want me to clean up after your mess, like a child, look at you your even crying like a child" Charlie walked around the desk and sat down again in the big chair.

"What you see before you was not built on empty promises Mr. Saliari, I said it before and I'll say it again, anyone who doe's drug business never doe's business with us again." the man put his head down in shame. "But what of my family Mr. Sindacco?" Charlie sighed. "Mr. Saliari you were a friend to my father for many years, when we had a fire you let us live with you, now I can't do business with you ever again but I can do this one small favor for you, I am going to give you a number for a lawyer" Charlie opened his desk drawer and took out a card "here, I want you to call them and say the Sindacco family owes you a favor, than explain your situation. If I could do anything else I would".

"Thank you Mr. Sindacco" the shop keeper turned around "thank you Mr. Leone" he got up and shook Charlie's hand "I am sorry for what I did, and I thank you both from the bottom of my heart for being fair and good men." Salvatore opened the door for him as the man walked out he put his arm around him "here" he stuffed a few 20's in his hand "my sister is getting married I want you to go back to your shop and fix her a nice set of flowers, if you do good and she likes it than maybe will discuss you doing some weddings and birthday parties" the shop keeper looked at him and smiled. "Thank you, thank you very much" "the best way you can thank me and Charlie is to get out of here and regain your reputation as a legitimate business man." Salvatore closed the frosted glass door behind him. Salvatore walked over to the drink cabinet and poured himself a drink, than he un did his tie and sat down in a leather leisure chair in the corner of the office. Charlie lit up a cigarette with a match and stared off into the ever lasting distance of the bay.

"What's next on the list Salvatore" Charlie said turning around and offering him a cigarette , Salvatore kindly refused as he took a little book out of his pocket. "We have an unresolved problem down in Saint Marks" Salvatore said looking up "what kind of problem?". "Remember those guys, you know the micks who robbed the bank a few months ago?" "yeah, yeah what about them?" "they have refused to pay tribute to us". "Alright lets do something about it" Charlie said fixing his tie. "We could put Joe Debola and Nikki on this, you know they could take a ride over and kill one of them" "no,no,no, I promised that detective we have patrolling the area we'd keep the violence down until after the elections" Charlie went to a coat rack and put on his bowler derby and a brown trench coat he stopped about mid way and looked over at the bat in the corner.

"Alright I got it will take a ride over there and smash up one of there cars" "shit you really want to do this on your own?" "yeah really old country like, it should keep the cops happy and some of the older wise guys proud" Salvatore got up. "Ah you always have to have everything done yourself don't you?" "hey when you want a job done right, you got to do it yourself" "I am still going to have Nikki come anyways with a gun, we don't want to find ourselves dead tomorrow" Charlie just shrugged him off. "Come on let's go, you get Nikki and I'll have the boys bring around the car, also grab a couple 38.s your right this could get ugly."

The sun was setting as the Oceanic pulled up next to the ware house. Two men with shotguns where patrolling the front gates. One of them said something to the guy at the booth, the gates drew open and the car drove in. three men emerged from the side door "alright Charlie where going to drive over there and talk with them, if they refuse then you bring out the bat" Nikki said opening the driver seat door "and me and Salvatore have the guns incase they decide to step it up a level." Charlie and Salvatore got in the back. "Were going to do this nice and easy now, no one pulls a gun unless it's absolutely necessary " Charlie said lighting another cigarette. "Who are these guys anyways?" Nikki said putting the car in gear and easing it on to the road.

"There brothers or whatever they robbed a bank over in hepburn heights, things got kind of bad they killed two tellers and made off with about $60,000. We made a deal they would rob the bank with our blessings and protection and in turn we'd get $10,000 but they have yet to pay us and it's rumored that they are planning to leave for Vice City in the morning." Salvatore said loading his gun. "Alright this is how we do it, were going to ask to talk to them and of course they'll let us in when they hear our names and will see how there doing" Charlie through his cigarette out the window. "So than what?" Nikki said taking a corner onto Saint Marks "then we ask them kindly for the money and if they refuse we smash up there car under the supervision of your guys guns. Than will ask again how there doing and if they still refuse will take the bat to there faces." "Jesus Charlie what about the cops?" "look we have most of the guys on this beat in our pockets they won't see nothing, and they wont bother nobody."

The Oceanic pulled onto 3rd street it began to slow down a bit at almost a walking pace. Three guys sat on a porch talking, drinking, playing cards, basically laughing it up. "So Mikey I was talking to this guy yesterday and he said maybe he could arrange some very cheap plane tickets." Mikey sat back in his seat and took a swig of beer "yeah that sounds good, what are we going to do about Charlie Sindacco?" the other guy sat back in his chair "nothing, they havent bothered us in months I don't think there going to start now" the table erupted into laughter "yeah those wops really are slow and stupid, psht the mafia fuck them" all while they where saying this a oceanic pulled up next to the house.

"what the fuck is that?" one of them exclaimed. Two men exited from the car in trench coats and walked up the steps. "Gentlemen my name is Charlie Sindacco and this is my business associate Salvatore Leone" Salvatore nodded his head in response. "Mr. Sindacco, I am very sorry" Mikey said getting up. "Hey why say sorry I haven't even told you why I was here" all of the men at the table froze, one with a cigar in his mouth. "Well, Mr. Sindacco why are you here?" the man was shaking terribly. "Well you boys pulled a job for me about two months ago and I never got my cut, so I am just wondering if you forgot or you didn't have the time" "look Im sorry" "don't say your sorry, you know very well what you did."

Salvatore picked up his bat "now as you know Charlie is not a man of violence however I am" Salvatore said walking to the grill at the end of the porch. "Me and my associate would like are money very much and if you refuse well" Salvatore swung at the grill destroying the plastic plate covering it. The men at the table jumped one even reached for his waist belt "up I wouldn't do that" Nikki said seeming to appear out of nowhere pointing a gun at them. The mans hand relaxed back onto the table. Charlie took a deck chair and sat down in it "now gentlemen I am a fair man and I'd like to think my reputation speaks for itself, I always ask why someone did what they did, kind of like a court of law thing" he picked up an apple and took a bite of it.

"Look Mr. Sindacco we were going to pay you before we flew out tomorrow. "What is your name kid" "Tom Conaway sir" "well Tom I hope I don't look as much like an idiot as your treating me" "no Mr. Sindacco I mean no disrespect we really where going to pay you" Charlie turned to Salvatore who was leaning against the bashed up grill gently patting the bat against his palm "should we believe him Salvatore" "I think the boy looks truthful" "yeah me too" Charlie turned back to Tom "alright Tom where going to be fair about this, since I am a fair man right, am I right?" everyone at the table shook there heads.

"Your going to pay me back the money now and I'm going to call you a cab to take you directly to the airport." "So you fatty" he pointed to a guy with red hair and a beer can in his hand "go get the money out of the safe, all of it" "all of it?" Tom said standing up "yes all of it, I want all of it it's the only compensation I can see for such an insult" the man didn't protest he just got up and went into the house Salvatore followed him. "So why did you do it Tom?" Charlie said putting his hand on his face "cause I thought I could get away with it" "well you didn't Tom and don't ever think you or your brother can show your face here again." Tom just shook his head. "I got it Charlie" Salvatore said exiting the house.

"Alright than let's... Salvatore look out" the big man with the red hair had a shotgun in his hands Nikki acted fast and fired the bullet went through his eye and out the back of his head the shotgun went off in his hands it hit Salvatore in the leg "fuck! Charlie I'm hit." Nikki got up on the porch just then another shot came it missed Nikki by an inch he fired into toms stomach three bullets hit him all in the chest he flailed around and than collapsed on the table. "Don't you fucking move or I swear on your mothers fucking grave I'll blow your head off" Nikki said to the other two at the table. "Tom your broke my fucking heart" Charlie said getting up and attending to Salvatore.

"Give me your gun" Salvatore was on the ground holding his leg "I can't it hurts, it fucking hurts" Charlie reached into Salvatore's vest and pulled the small hand gun out. "Alright you two" Charlie fired two times into each there heads "Jesus I thought you were a man of peace" Nikki said looking at Charlie "not when they try to kill me." A crowd of people had begun to gather and sirens where going off in the distance "Nikki help me grab Salvatore" they both put an arm on one of his shoulders and lifted him up. They got into the car and sped off.

Liberty City Tree

MOBSTERS KILL FOUR!

"Late in the afternoon an unmarked Oceanic pulled up to a house on Saint Marks street. It would seem normal for a city like Liberty, but this was no ordinary day. Three men, witnesses say, shot and killed Michael O Hare and his brother along with his two cousins. It was believed to be over a dispute about money, the mafia is not being ruled out at this point in time..."