Authors Note : This Chapter is kind of short, I actually have about 5 chapters done Im just releasing them a little at a time, now to address a question, Is this a Man Hunt fic? no but I do make brief mention of something like that in oh I think the 4th chapter. I hope you enjoy this chapter it took me about 20 minutes to write, cause its so short, and please tell me if anything's wrong, so that I may make this a more enjoyable reading experience for both of us.
The Sindacco Family
Chapter 2 Part 1: Liberty City
Liberty City 1953,
The story ran in all the papers, mob shoot out, four dead, gang land violence is to blame. The police where out in full swing looking for any Italian who owned a gun. Everyone was being questioned but no one was saying anything. No matter which of the 5 families you came from it was considered wrong to talk to any police about anything, even if it was about another family. Meanwhile Salvatore sat in a make shift hospital bed in the back of a warehouse in Portland, his leg wasn't to bad the family doctor said he'd be walking in a week and if anybody asked it was a hunting accident. That's the way things went down, it was the code of the street. Charlie was beginning a investigation of his own into what went wrong, he had a hunch the thing was a set up, maybe it came from the Forellis who could be sure every ten years a gang war was needed to purge the 5 families of rats, weaklings, and not to trustful pimps and thugs.
A Maroon Broadway entered the Sindacco shipyard in Portland. It was about a week after the shoot out and Charlie had the whole entire place locked down. No one was taking any chances all the guards had Tommy guns and had cars blocking every exit that wasn't already covered by a gate. The rumor around the yard was a gang war, everyone was talking about it. Now Charlie couldn't prove who paid the O Hare Brothers to do what they did, but he had a good Idea it was Lorenzo Forelli. In the meantime he was content with keeping his business partner Salvatore Leone healthy.
The Broadway was let through it parked at the ware house where Salvatore was. Four men exited from the car and went up to talk to the guard who was busy toying with his shotgun. The man who lead the pack had slicked back hair and a gold chain necklace, he was older then the rest and had a little bit of gray hair in his other wise toe head. He walked right up to the guard and waited for him to notice he was standing there. "Can I help you?" the guard said taking a more protective stance. The man shoved a card in his face "my name is Jack Andoli I represent Don Frank Sindacco as his personnel attorney me and these three gentle men have been ordered to watch over Salvatore Leone, do you understand?" he said putting the card back in his vest pocket. "Yeah, yeah I do he's in back with Charlie" the three other men went passed Jack and the guard "thank you for your cooperation".
The inside of the ware house had a ton of boxes that all said Sindacco Shipping printed in big red letters and way in the back between two piles of crates sat Salvatore in a bed and next to him on a stool was Charlie. About four guards sat around them one was busy doing a cross word. Salvatore was wide awake sitting up in bed talking to Charlie and reading the news paper. Jack Andoli walked over with the three men from outside "Charlie I haven't seen you in awhile" Charlie looked up from his conversation with Salvatore as soon as he caught a glimpse of Jack he stood up. "Jack how you been?" the two men embraced "good Charlie, good but Im not here to catch up on old times" Charlie walked back over to his stool and pulled another chair up beside him. "Come sit tell me all about it" Jack kindly took his seat "Well it's about this" he said reaching into his brief case and pulling out a news paper.
The news paper was real old fashioned and had cursive writing for a title that said Carcer City Daily. Amongst the headlines of peoples birthdays and economy figures one caught Charlies eye. He grabbed the news paper from Jack's hands and ripped the pages open, he mouthed the words as he read them. Salvatore put down his own news paper and leaned foward "what is it Charlie" he said coughing a little bit. "The massacre that was blamed on gang land violence last week has finally found a trigger man. It is believed that Frank Sindacco the owner of Sindacco Shipping is to blame. Even though never proven in a court of law it is still a widely popular beleif that he has mob connections" Charlie started mouthing the rest of the words in a agitated worry. Charlie looked up at Jack "this isn't true at all, my father knew nothing of this" Jack patted him on the knee "I know Charlie, I know but your old man sent me to make sure you were all right and to give you a bit of news" Jack said opening his brief case again.
"Well is it bad news or not?" Charlie said trying to look into Jack's brief case. "It's nothing you haven't heard before Charlie, that shoot out was no accident, except they where suppost to kill you while you slept, they never intended to give you the money" Jack said showing him some photographs. "Now our inside man down at the Portland Bugle got these for us" He handed Charlie picture of the O Hare brothers entering Saint Marks Bistro under the protection of the forelli's body guards. "The plan was to sneak into your house and shoot you, but not take the body, they wanted to leave it as a message" Charlie put down the photographs he was looking over "and what message do you think they where trying to send?" Jack looked at him for a long time he looked around and than leaned in close. "They wanted to kill you and your father because of your refusal to join in the drug trade, I want you to trust no one, do you here me?" Jack leaned back after whispering that in his ear. "Yeah I do, how is pop anyways?" Charlie said handing the photographs to Salvatore. "Your father is doing great he's a little bit worried about your brother Johnny thou" "why what's wrong with him?" "nothing it's just his temper getting in the way of things again, he almost shot some Forellis in Carcer Square last week." Charlie just rolled his eyes. "Johnny was always a little crazy, my pops known that for years" Jack just leaned back and looked around uneasy.
"Look can we go somewhere private, we need to talk business" Charlie just chuckled a little "Jack, theres nothing to worry about we can trust these guys". "It's not about that, I have some bad news and it's always a tradition I bring my clients out for a meal before delivering bad news." Charlie just looked him over and kind of thought about it "Salvatore is momma's restaurant open today?" "It's always open Charlie." Charlie got up and walked over to a guard and whispered in his ear. "I want you to bring the hustler around , something with a little class so it looks like where just having a night on the town" the guard just shook his head. "This had better be some bad news, I owe Antonio Cipriani some money" Jack just laughed a little "It's nothing you haven't heard before. The two men walked out arguing over some old story from a long time ago.