Mob of the dead

Mob of the dead

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Jan 21, 2016
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Horror
They say a man is known by the company he keeps. I guess that's why the call me a mobster. I wanted people like sal deluca to know my name. Sal rarely got his hands dirty. That was my job.ice em, burn em, as long as it made the head line news. Then there where the money handlers like al Arlington. If you wanted someone who had a greasy smile hiding you where being coned out of your very soul, Arlington was your man. Finn o, lyre. The only guy I know who could cheat a cheater and get away with it. And he had a pretty starlit for a wife too. To bad she sold him up the river. That's how we ended up here, in Alcatraz. They used to call it evil island. And we where about to find out why.
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