Five Days Before the Raid
Life couldn't be better for us right now. We got money flowing in from bars, streets, businesses. We even have political figures wrapped around our finger. I always thought a good Mob Boss would be to stay low. But why do that when you have so much more on the surface. "I'm not a bottom feeder. And my associates won't be either. We want our $350,000, we've been more than understanding Jamal." I starred into his eyes as I blatantly stated my case. "I can't get it to you right now! I'm in an entanglement!" He whimpered. "Oh an entanglement! Haha...an entanglement. YOU HEAR THAT FELLAS? AN ENTANGLEMENT! HAHAHAHA." I stopped laughing and held my gun to his face. "We know your in debt to The Marco Family. That's why we came. We were hoping that you could give us the money when we came here but, it's clear that's not gonna work out." *BANG* a shot in the foot. Screaming, pleading, crying, and begging are all things I've gotten used to and learned to get over. Now when we handle things, I know that if they respected us. They would have listened the first time...
*Meanwhile at the San Diego Police Station, 147.miles away from the Roset Mafia Main hideout*
Cop 1: "So what information do you have identity wise"
Cop 2: "Well I was able to track down some birth certificates and even some past sentences thanks to our informant [REDACTED]. Our first suspect is the supposed Mob Boss of the Roset Family. Carrie Roset, 24 years old. She inherited the family name from her father who retired 7 years ago."
Cop 1: "She inherited the Mob Boss title at 17?"
Cop 2: "Yes but she was already being trained for it at 15"
Cop 1: "So it was a planned retirement, do we know where he is now?"
Cop 2: "No idea, somewhere in Europe they said"
Cop 1: "She was 17, did she still go to school?"
Cop 2: "Not at the time, we can't even find record of her showing up at all after freshman year. She dropped out at 16. Ok the next person is-"
*Returning to the Roset Family Main Hideout*
Carrie: "BELLA! You missed the toast!"
Bella: "I know I'm sorry, some whackass kid thought he could take my hood ornament."
Carrie: "He got hell to pay if he did!"
Bella: "Nah I scared the little shit off. No older than 13."
Carrie: "Screw how old he was I was grown at that age thanks to Pops."
Bella: "Amen to that, now where's your hard liquor girl. I need something for this headache."
Carrie: "Right this way, we already busted it out a few minutes ago."
Bella: "You heard from pops in a while?"
Carrie: "Nah not since last time, but I assumed not to hear back a while. He's bouncing around with money and hoes so much I don't know where to send the letters.
Bella: "Do you ever feel pissed at em in a way?"
Carrie: "What you mean?"
Bella: "I mean he just kinda had you so he could run off in Europe with some hoes. Do you ever feel like we're here so the family won't die? But it's still in his name?"
Carrie: "Your getting crazy on me now. No of course not. Pops cared about us enough to have us set up with everything we need. We just need to not fuck it up.
Bella: "Don't fuck it up"
Carrie: "Exactly, we got anything and everything. Why would be question anything right now?"
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The Rat
Misterio / SuspensoA wealthy mafia family almost comes to an end when a drug raid by police is sent to not 1, but 2 of their hideouts. In a family where trust is gone, loyalty is questionable, and rumors fly. The Mob boss will have to find the rat. Even if that means...
