While Leader was driving over to a meeting with a business partner from Los Angeles, he got a call from his father.
"Hey, Fran. You busy right now? I got a call from Adriano. Things aren't too good in Illinois." Raphael didn't sound concerned, or caring in any real way.
"Why, what's going on?" Leader said. He was upset, since he was tired of dealing with the problems of the Five Families. This time, he decided to put his foot down if the problem wasn't huge.
"I can't explain on the phone. You think you could come down here? Or are you going somewhere?" Raphael said. Leader looked at his watch.
"Yeah, I have a meeting with Dom from Los Angeles, the one that runs Donald Electricity. After that I can come to your office, probably in about an hour and a half." Raphael agreed. Leader got off the phone and traveled to the meeting place, at a restaurant owned by Leader on Pearl Street.
In Illinois, the boss of the Tochese Family, Adriano "Two Guns" Moriano, was speaking with one of his capos, Maurice Volatero, talking about the recent assault on one of Maurice's restaurants.
"So, you're telling me Diego, Filippo, Manuel, and Giacomo all got hit? These fucking Monarchs are ruining us." Adriano said, wiping sweat off his forehead. "That's it then. I can't wait for Leader anymore. It's time we remove them."
"That's what I wanted to hear" Maurice said with a smile. So, we know of two of their hangouts. One is a little pizza shop not too far from Tony's shop. I'll get some guys, wait for the bigger guys to come out, and we'll wipe 'em out." Sound good boss? Maurice was already taking out his phone. Adriano stopped to think, stroking his long brown beard, and then seemed to come to a conclusion. He nodded, and looked at Maurice.
Maurice went out to make the call. It was only 8 o'clock in the morning. The two had been up since 4, since they got the call of the attack on the restaurant at that time. Maurice comes back in and says it's done.
Out at Giorno Pizza, four members of the Monarch gang are sitting, surrounded by other men, some monarch associates, others just friends. Then, at 10 o'clock two guys come out of a large black truck. They wear suits, coloured white. One has glasses, the other doesn't. As soon as they came out, all the men, whether they were the Monarchs or not, stood up. They all went to greet the men, and then the two walked over and the other men circled around them. Next, two black cars, tinted windows, appeared. The windows slowly roll down, and from them, three guns from each car pop out. They open fire, spraying bullets, ripping apart each and every person standing in front of the pizza place. They use two clips each, before the roll the windows up, and speed off. The two men in white were the two brother bosses of the ruthless Jewish Monarch gang of Illinois; Alexander and Immanuel Abeles. With their death, and the death of four other members, and several associates, the Monarch Gang took a massive hit. But this, was not all.
By the time Leader had went to Raphael's office, heard the problem of the Monarch gang killing several members of the Family, and called Adriano, 17 members of the gang had been killed. It was only 11 o'clock. Adriano was laughing with his underboss Salvatore Natanio, and Maurice. The three were getting calls from every town in Illinois, saying that another monarch member had been shot, stabbed, run over, beaten, and more. This was because Adriano sent a message to every crew member and associate of the Family in the city, that their chance for promotion would double for every Monarch member they killed. They then promoted the six men that carried out the first hit to prove they were not lying, and the body started rising.
"Hey Leader. You won't believe what's been going on around this place." Adriano said, trying to hold back his laughter.
"Yeah, my father gave me the run around. The Monarch Gang keeps being a problem, eh?" Leader said, noticing the light chuckles in the background.
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The Trident
AksiyonIn the year 2025, the world was put into an all-out war between practically every country in the world. There was no real winner, only losers. The massive war ended up putting all countries armies and military might into practical nonexistence and t...