DEAD CONSIGLIERE

CONSIGLIERE FOUND DEAD

A very known crime family leader Baross got killed on 18th of August at 3:44 pm in New York. At the moment we haven’t got anything much to know, since police didn’t want to talk to us. So I guess this case remains unsolved for the moment.

GODFATHER’S WIFE KILLED

We all know the Godfather Tony S, who controls the New York and is one of many Godfathers in US. He got married some time ago with a beautiful woman called Giordano, Sofia. On 18th of Aug at 3:37 pm she was brutally killed in New York. Nobody still knows what happened or what cause her death.

We at the Office, feel sorry for his loss.

SICILIA – TRUE STORY

By: Michael_Marogiacomo

I came to this country with a dream and that dream were to make a difference and tell storys with great empathy and respect. Now on the last years of my life i moved to New York USA hoping to make my dream true. My childhood mostly were beatings from my alcohol decentralized padre and theft from the local fruitstand. In my young years I wanted a career in the local Famiglia and on my 14th birthday I joined the Messina Famiglia as an errand boy. By the time I had my 20th birthday I already had 16 murders on my back and now were a Capo Regime. The years past by and now I were 45 years old with almost 236 murders on my back. One day the famiglia Don called upon me for a sitdown. My heartbeat were easy over 500bpm. I thought the sitdown were about my last mission to kill a 25 year old beautiful lady named Belladonna. She had accidentally seen the Dons right hand man murder the local Prosecutor Vincent Lorenzo. And my job were to murder Miss Belladonna and make it look like she slipped in the shower. I went in to her apartment when she stepped in to the shower. I stood in the corner and watched her closely and fell in love in a second. She looks up and sees me, she drops the soap and asked me are you here to kill me. I stood like a statue, dropped the gun and a tear ran down my cheek. I left her apartment.

I went back several hours later and gave her a one way ticket to Miami. I told her I would meet her there at the hotel 3 days later. The day of the sitdown I found out by my Soldato Gino Lerzane that the famiglia Don were planing to kill me at the sitdown because of my last mission. I went home and started to think about how I could fix this. I decided to take the Don out before he killed me. Now its 9 pm and 30 minutes left until the sitdown starts.

I looked at my gun and at the bar were the sitdown were held. I went up to the door and kicked it open, pointed my gun at the Don and pulled the trigger. I clean shoot to the head and the Don went down. The others in the Famiglia looked at me and said my name Godfather Michael Marogiacomo. Now Im 78 years old and writing down my life story. I have 6 children and have been married 13 times.
Yesterday I got a letter from my doctor. I have cancer and at the most 6 months left to live.

CONFESSIONS OF A SERIAL KILLER

Nowadays, the lure of becoming a hired gun is just too great. Everyone aspires to be the fastest and the most accurate gun in the land, even if many wont admit it in public. Why? I mean, killers eventually die, its just the way of the world. I must admit, for me, the first time I really got the hook in my mouth was by accident. I didn’t go out intentionally to hurt people, not initially. I just found myself in a few gunfights, as this life can assure you of, and discovered a natural talent.

At the time, I was able to control my urges, even able to forget about them altogether. But, as time passed, and I ranked higher, and my aim improved, things turned worse I got cravings. I’d be searching for targets constantly, without thought for their family or friends. At first I was just searching, and not shooting them, convincing myself I was just doing it for practice. Then the odd one or two ended up dead “Then every target I was looking for.”

It became an addiction. Always looking for my next kill. I didn’t used to be like this, I was a peaceful man, a negotiator. Its strange what having a good aim does to you, makes you feel you HAVE to use it, or you may lose it I don’t know what it is, but for me, the beast wasnt even awakened until I realized it was there. By that time it was too late. Now, no matter how hard I try, no matter how straight I try to play things, I always turn back to the same old game. Find a target, kill it. Find a target, kill it.

I hope one day to cure myself of this terrible addiction, but for now, I am a serial killer, and that is all I know how to be.