Kingpin (Mafia Story)

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Check author's note for the meaning of some terms.

3 years later

Bang. Bang. Bang.

I limped slightly to my door with a scowl. The loud nose sounded again and i quickly opened it before it could be banged again. "Jeez Mathew what is your problem" the tall gangly man stood in front of me wearing a black top with green trousers. He wore a white sneakers but the shoelaces were  untied. I quickly leaned down and tied it. I stood up with satisfaction. I looked and his face and stiffened. His eyes were wide as if he had seen the hounds of hell and his face was unimaginably pale. "What Happened Mathew?" He look and me and then took a deep breath. "Down by the fountain....... A body damn Zuri. They really messed him up and he was shirtless and his mouth was sewed shut men it is really gruesome" he stated whilst shaking slightly. My eyes widened and i darted to the living room to get my camera my limp making it harder to run fully. I also got my note pad and limped to the door shocked that Mathew was still there. " Go home Mathew and get some rest. You're so pale". He nodded and scurried away quickly.

   *Neroli as a journalist aesthetics*

I locked the door behind me and went to the fountain. There was a small crowd of ppl but i didn't let it deter me and quickly went to work. I snapped pictures of the gruesome scenes trying my best not to gag. His brown trouser was stained with blood and dirt and his mouth has indeed been sewn shut. This look like a through the mouth kind of work involved the cartel people.

' no...No! WILLIAM!'

A chubby woman in a red flower pattern gown ran up to the John doe and collapsed near the body.

' I told you silly silly man! I told you not to say say anything about the drugs burst to the police." I cringe as she placed her hands on his leg. 'i told you not to mess with the Cosa Nostra. I quickly noted everything she said down on my notepad and then the police arrived and had to drag off the wailing woman off the body. I walked home with huge sadness and then went straight to the kitchen to make a cup of coffee. I moved to my desk and then turned on my computer. My bad leg gave a throb making me groan. I never really recovered from the accident fully. After deleting my social media accounts, the press were constantly at my parents doorstep and butting into our lives. So i took the cowardly way out. I talked to my parents about it and then moved to another town far away from the press and scandals and definitely far away from who i really was. My leg still hurts from time to time and i have a permanent limp but overall i was still grateful. I still see the newspaper from time to time asking where i was but that was that.

I started a blog call The Truth where i don't sugar coat news and give the people the message as it was and it is really successful with over two million followers and the best part about it was that i am anonymous. Nobody knows if I'm a girl or boy and i like it that way and i walk from home and the job pays well. I stood up and went to the drug cabinet. I took out my painkillers and took two and flushed it down with water. I went back to my desk and opened up my blog site.

The black hand strikes again and this time it is very gruesome. John Doe which was identified as William...no last name was found dead near a foundation. Shirtless and his mouth sewn together. And this is very similar to a certain execution style of the mob. The story behind it was that he snitched on the mob and reported a drug bust which got him killed. Sighs. In a situation like this if the police cannot protect a witness...the people will choose to be remain quiet so as not to avoid a deathly and disastrous situation as poor William. Will Justice ever be served? That's left to the police to decide if they can really take on the mob

I sent the pictures from my camera to my computer and then put uploaded it. I placed a warning over it so you can choose to view it on not. After proofreading it and correcting the spelling errors... I uploaded it. It didn't take long for the people to start commenting about how horrible and sad it was they the police were not doing anything about this. I switched off my computer and moved to the living room. I turned on the television and switched to the news station. That was fast. The chief of police was standing at the podium with numerous microphones attached to it

'I urge you to remain calm. The man that was found dead was killed by a truck driver who in his panic did a bad job at trying to dispose of the body so we are launching a manhunt for the drunk driver and any information you can provide will not go unrewarded and please all what the blogs, newspapers are saying is absolutely insane, made-up to sell their products and completely untrue... Thank you so much'

I shook my head with disdain. They have completely bough the police and this is what they were saying! I guess William won't get Justice after all.

What i didn't expect is that in my quest to uncover the truth. The mafia have gotten wind of it and they were coming for me.

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Meaning of words

Through the mouth: :  indicating a snitch

Cosa Nostra: close family

Disdain: to show complete hatred for something or someone

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