Authors Note : Chapter 4 one of those baby Chapters but I like it, the church scene is probably my favorite. Please R&R.
The Sindacco Family
Chapter 4 Part 1: Liberty City
Carcer City, 1953
The gang war had started as soon as those two hit men opened fire on Charlie Sindacco. Now it was everywhere as soon as news had reached Carcer City three street fights broke out. Forellis where gunning down Sindaccos just as fast as Sindaccos where shooting up Forelli turf. It was a no win situation, a bloody stalemate, a shit sandwich that all the families where going to have to take a bit out of because now they had to choose sides. You could side with the Sindaccos and still keep your shipping interests, or you could side with the Forellis and keep all your political power. This is another touchy situation you have to balance loyalty and business on a pedestal of tradition. Now not only where the Sindacco higher ups coming out of there territories but now you have all the other families criss crossing in there territories. The air port was neutral ground though that is what has always been decided, no matter what you could never kill a man who was in the air port, another one of those unwritten street codes, it was also a really good idea due to the fact you'd have to be crazy to attempt a hit like that. Now was a bad time to be out on the street.
The church was silent, candles dimly lit the hall of worship as Frank Sindacco sat in one of the pews. He looked deep in meditation as his son sat down next to him. Frank looked out of the corner of his eye at him as he began to kneel and pray. "Is that all we can do for Charlie now is pray?" Frank asked his son. "I don't know pop" "they shot my boy for no reason in cold blood, he may still be alive but he suffers now" Frank said with wetness gathering in his eyes. "I tried so hard to make a better life for the both of you so you wouldn't have to do what I did" John just put his arm around his father. "They call us wops it doesn't hurt, they call us gangsters it doesn't hurt, they harass you on the street and a cop won't stop to help you unless he's on the pay roll. No none of that hurts, what hurts is when you loose somebody close to you, that's what hurts" Frank put his head into his hands.
"Pop we have to talk about retaliation" "you know that man you stabbed was one of Lorenzo's son, you killed him in cold blood. Why should we retaliate against a man who was only doing what was fair in the eyes of the bible?" Johnny just looked at his father for a long time the candles only half lit his face. "You know? we are never going to see heaven. That is our curse for living the way we do now. Not you, not me, not even Salvatore will see it where all damned to hell for making mothers cry" "don't say that pop." A noise came from the back of the rectory Johnny reached into his trench coat, but it was only a priest fixing things. He eased his hand back into his coat. "I want you to promise me something John" "yes pop?" It took Frank a while to hold back his tears. "I want you to succeed where I failed, I want your sons and Charlies sons to have a better life, a more decent life, I want to close the chapter on this part of the Sindacco family forever" Frank shifted in his seat a little. "I promise pop" Johnny took his arm off his father they both just sat there in silence.
"Now let's talk business what retaliation are you thinking of?" he sniffled a little as he said this. "We need to hit the Forelli's hard with a series of hits aimed at there higher ups" Frank just looked at him. "If we do this John you know there's no turning back" "yes I do". "Now the people I was think..." "I don't want the details John, This is all yours it's practice for when you become head of the family" "alright pop." "Now lets pray for Charlie's sake and all of our sakes" they both got down on there knees and prayed to a god who didn't want them.
Liberty City, and various parts of the Midwest 1953
Tom Marcini was found dead in his car somebody choked him with piano wire until he suffocated. People say he died with a look of horror on his face.
A man got out of a car near Marco's Bistro and began the long walk to the restaurant when two men approached him. "Are you Toni Forelli?" "yeah" they pulled out there guns and shot him 6 times his body flailed around than fell. The two men ran off.
"I want you to take this money this money here" Dan said handing it to a bell hop "and put it all on blue you got that?" the bell hop just shook his head. A reporter came up to Dan "Mr. Hartford what is your reactions to these recent allegations that you were paid off by the mob?" "all I am going to say is they cant get rid of me that easily" he got into his car and started it up. It exploded in a brilliant flash, rumors where they paid the bell hop off not to tell anybody about it.
Tom Marcello was found in the bottom of the bay with cement shoes, it took the coroners two days to identify the body.
Like what was mentioned before every ten years a gang war was needed to cut out the fat, to purge the 5 families. These are only some of the murders I know of, there where probably a lot more. This is the way a gang war went down, when someone hit you, you hit them harder. It was all a mess. And when the papers ran with the story there where no quotes from anybody, no one was saying anything. Another call came to the Sindacco residence it was Charlie on the other end.