Stevie's lifeless head slumped down as Maxi pulled the dead body into the backseat and rolled him down to the floor. Maxi then climbed over the seats and got into the driver's seat. He buckled in the seatbelt and drove home. Because ninety-nine percent of the Lestima family was gone and Maxi had no home, Maxi drove to the casino. Maxi was now 78 with the looks of a faded man. His hair went from a light brown to a pure and snowy white. His voice went from booming to monotone, still with a thick New York accent. The hierarchy of the once prideful mob family was gone, and that meant that Maxi was free to be his own boss. He reached the casino and called to meet with the realtor. When the realtor came, Maxi had to explain to him that everyone was well, dead and that Maxi had more than enough saved up to pay for the casino. He and the realtor struck a deal and Maxi only gave up ten thousand dollars. Weeks went by and Maxi had become best friends with the realtor, who had shown previous interest in doing some dirty work. Once again, Maxi met with the realtor. Maxi spoke with his degraded voice. "You up for some dirty work?" The realtor, who was far younger than Maxi, responded. "I guess so, but what would I be doing?" Maxi then presented an idea to the realtor. "Now, this casino is in my hands, and I can't run it alone. Do you remember how the cash flowed in this dump twenty years ago?" The realtor nodded up and down and gave Maxi a look of approval. Maxi then said "I'll meet with you later. See ya."
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The House Always Wins
Mystery / ThrillerA new wave of mob crimes rock the gambling world, waking up a powerhouse agency that is ready to tear this operation to shreds. The agency rips the family to shreds, or at least thats what they thought.
