5:15am, a plane touched down in New York, emblazoned upon it was the emblem for the Moretti Crime Empire.
The current kingpin, Pazzo “Sangue” Moretti, drew close to the exit, and began descending down the plane’s staircase. Four bodyguards greeted their boss and gestured for him to walk towards the arriving limousine. Upon entering, Pazzo greeted Heisenberg, who was eagerly awaiting in the limousine for his boss. “Why were we called here again?”, to which Heisenberg replied, “Lefty needed us for something, but he didnt say what for..”
5:30am, Pazzo and Heisenberg received a phone call from Lefty, the Barzini Godfather. “Hey guys, need you to meet me at the Barzini headquarters in about 10-15 minutes. “No worries, I just touched down at the airport 15 minutes ago, so we’ll be there soon.” Pazzo instructed his driver to take the quickest route to Barzini’s HQ, and turned to Heisenberg, “So how are our businesses going lately? Sorry I haven’t been around much, these kingpin duties are taking a toll on me” By instinct, Heisenberg pulled out an enclosed envelope, “All the latest prices are on there, I think we may have to sell some properties though, they aren’t bringing in the estimated income that they should be.” “Ah, I’ll look at it later, at the moment I want to focus on what’s so important that we have to come all the way to New York for to meet Lefty for”, Pazzo placed the envelope into a suitcase and gave it back to Heisenberg.
5:45am, the smell of tobacco filled the office of the Barzini headquarters as the Godfather of Barzini, LeftyTwoGunz, sat in his chair waiting for the two Moretti delegates to arrive. He had previously been talking to his close friends and members, Ricardo Barzini, Gunnz and MrTexas about trying to quell the threat that was NoGhostsPlease. Upon the three members leaving the room, the telephone rang. “Hey. We’re just outside, you gonna let us in?”. “Sure” Lefty replied, “I’m waiting up in the office, I’ll see you when you get here.” Lefty lit a cigar and walked to the balcony to see the limousine containing Pazzo, Heisenberg and four bodyguards roll into the driveway. As the door opened downstairs, Lefty sat down, reached into the draw on his desk and screwed a silencer onto to his Walther.
5:48am, three distinct knocks at the door signified that the two delegates were awaiting outside the door, upon hearing the knocks, Lefty had pressed a button located under his desk, which allowed the door to open up for those outside. “Hey Lefty”. “Pazzo, how are you?” The two men firmly shook hands, “Heisenberg”, “Lefty” he replied, nodding his head with respect. “Please, gentlemen, have a sit” pointing towards two leather seats. After sitting down, the three men began their discussion. “So what was so important, that you had to get us all the way down here?”, Lefty sternly looked at the pair, then leaned forward. “As you know, America has seen it’s fair share of people looking for power, those who will put our members in danger, in order to gain some sort of satisfaction in their lives-” “Yes. We know, and each time we have got rid of them.” To which Heisenberg nodded in agreement. “Correction, Barzini has always got rid of the problems, lately, our family have been the only ones to do anything. Some of my members have risked death themselves in order to preserve the safety of others. Now, don’t get me wrong, some Moretti members have been happy to help with the problems we face, but we all know that there was no order for them to intentially offer to help, was there now?” Pazzo replied bluntly, “I guess there wasn’t.”
5:55am, “Now you see, in my books, it is a problem to have a kingpin in place that is not willing enough to put themselves in danger. You know that we both respect each other, but when the time came, you were not there for us when we needed the help. Yes we managed to deal with the problem, but it costed me a branch boss. That I cannot afford to keep happening.” Pazzo looked at Lefty, then turned to Heisenberg, “Wait outside for me, ill be a couple of minutes, I just need to discuss something in person with Lefty.” Heisenberg hesitated for a second, looking back and forth between the two empire bosses. “Sure boss, I’ll wait outside, I’ll come back in a few minutes.” Pazzo watched as Heisenberg walked towards the door and exited, before turning back to Lefty. “So….I guess this is it.” In response, Lefty looked at Pazzo and replied, “I guess it is, you will always have my respect brother, you know that, but when it comes down to it, when we needed you the most, you abandoned us.” After a few seconds of silence, Pazzo sighed, “I’ll see you in the next life brother”.
5:58am, two silenced shots were fired and Pazzo Moretti’s body slumped back into the leather chair, blood trickling down his forehead. “Rest in peace, my brother” Lefty said in remorse, returning to his cigar, puffing on it a few times, as though to relieve the stress of having to kill a respected friend. Two minutes later, he heard a familiar voice drawing close to the door, Heisenbergs’s. Before he knew it, the door creaked as Heisenberg entered, unaware that his family boss had just been killed, he returned to his seat. “So guys, I presume everything has been settled and we can be on our seperate ways?”. Lefty stayed quiet for a moment, not knowing if Heisenberg was aware or not that his leader was dead, only a mere metre away from him. “Not exactly my friend”, Lefty stood up and turned round, looking out the window on the state of New York. Heisenberg noticed a change in the atmosphere, and turned to signal his boss that they should leave, and quickly. “Boss?”, as he shook his leader’s shoulder, Pazzo’s head rolled onto his shoulder to reveal two bullet holes in his forehead. Upon discovering that he boss was dead, Lefty turned quickly on his heels, drawing his Walther from his inside pocket of his suit, and pointed the gun at Heisenberg. “What happened to him”, after a few seconds of dispair, Heisenberg looked to Lefty for an answer. His eyes focused on what Lefty had in his hand, “Oh, shi-“. A single bullet passed through his head, his body rolling off the seat onto the carpet. “Not the carpet again!”, Lefty shouted. “I just got that changed!”.
6:00am, Lefty fired another body into Heisenberg’s body, in an act to ensure that he was in fact dead. “Rest in peace Heisenberg”, bowing his head in respect to the two Moretti delegates, returning to his desk, he dialled a number into his telephone. “Joe, you there? I need you to come by the office. Yeah, another mess was made, I need you guys to come round and clean it up. Yeah…..sure, I can wait, I’ve got nothing important happening”. The Barzini Godfather returned the phone into it’s socket, and returned to his seat. Upon waiting, Lefty looked down, and noticed a briefcase, black in colour and relatively small. He placed it onto the table and clicked open the locks, he slowly opened the briefcase, peeking inside to decide whether it was of danger or not, and noticed a collection of papers, placed neatly, one on top of each other. He began shuffling through the collection, when he stopped by an enclosed envelope. He retrieved a knife and began opening the envelope, after focusing his eyes, he started reading through the sheets of paper, his eyes, widening as he read further on. “Jesus Christ, there’s enough records here for about two hundred businesses across America”. He began making a list, Nevada, Washington, Florida, Arizona, New York… Enough businesses to bring in a deadly amount of income, even if some weren’t performing as well as others.
6:05am, Lefty put the papers aside and reached across to the telephone, he began calling some numbers. “What’s up boss?”, “Ric, I need you to get Tex and Gunnz and come back to the office, I just found some real important shit that I need to show you guys. As in, some documents that can bring us some serious cash”. Ric acknowledged his bosses order, then asked a question, “How did the meeting go with Pazzo?”, Lefty paused, and looked at the bodies of Pazzo Moretti and Heisenberg, “Um, I’ll tell you everything once you are all here, until then get Tex, I think he’s down in Texas with his family, and Gunnz is in Rhode Island, running some operations for his new empire”. Ric agreed and Lefty ended the call. He sat back in his chair, realising that America was now missing a kingpin, and two delegates, one of which, the founder of the Moretti empire were now dead.
6:06am, Lefty lit another cigar, and called in a bodyguard that was located outside the office door, “Vito, be on the watch for Ric, Tex and Gunnz. As soon as they get here, escort up here ASAP. Understood?” “You got it boss, give me a shout if you need anything”. Lefty gestured for him to leave, “That will be all Vito, thanks though.” As his bodyguard was just about to exit the room, Lefty called him back. “Vito, while you are waiting, call the Moretti office, and ask for an associate of theirs to come down as well. I think they will need to start deciding on who is going to step up and be their next boss.” Vito looked at the two bodies, then back to his boss, “Sure thing, I’ll call the office while im waiting for the guys to arrive.” Lefty nodded and let Vito exit, he was left in silence, face to face with two dead bodies.
“Right then, time to get to work” Lefty declared, leaving the office and the two bodies that remained in their seats.