Mafia - Original Writing :: Papers

Mafia - certain Writing Bang, bang, bang Francesco fell to the ground with a thunderous thud. His dead body on top of Fabios, who was taken out only moments earlier. Marco was the only nonpareil left this attack has altogether g one(a) wrong. He hid behind a crate in the dark room, surrounded by quintuplet otherwise men, all his compatriots have been killed or seriously injured. Bang, bang Marco shot blankly slightly the room his inexperienced had just cost him dearly, those two shots gave a clear indication of his whereabouts. One of the men crept up behind him, and wonky his solar plexus with a baseball bat. Soon all cardinal men were circling around him an elbow struck him in the face, at this stratum his vision was blurred he couldnt see clearly anymore. currently after the attack towards his face, he received a huge cast in the kidney area, he slowly went down. He could hear the chatter amongst the five men he could hear their foo tsteps walking away from him. Marcos once gigantic figure, lay there motionless, in too much disturb to move any part of his body. Thoughts started rushing through his head, the events of the past week, has completely changed his life. A week ago, 16th July 1928, Marco Camoranesi was an ordinary man, earning average income, as a taxi driver in the busy street of New York. That dark at about 130 in the morning, two middle-aged men entered his taxi. Marco approached them in his usual friendly way, but he shortly realized that these men werent your ordinary New-Yorker. Just loose those two cars behind us, you will be rewarded. Marco was frightened, he knew that there were Mafia gangs around where he lived, but he was one of those people that thought that he was never going to see or be involved in their activities. B..but Marco stutters, but he had no chance to finish, as one of the men behind him put a gun on his head, crusade Marco had no