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Post by BobbyKennedy on Apr 15, 2014 0:50:12 GMT -5
"No- no! You don't have to do this! T-tell you're boss I'll do anything! I me- I was short on cash that's all! I didn't steal from him or nothin'! Just gimme a week or two and you'll have everything!" the unfortunate passenger of a 1938 Cadillac Sixty Special pleaded with a heavy Brooklyn accent. She was a beautiful young blonde, hands and feet bound by rope, her makeup stained by a combination of the rain outside and the tears streaming down her face. "Shut the fuck up, there ain't nothin' that'll get you out of this. Turn on the radio or somethin'. I don't want to hear this bitch whinin' anymore," said the brutish man in the passenger seat. The driver complied, and Artie Shaw's "Nightmare" began to play. "Pretty girl, shame we gotta waste 'er. What did she do anyway?" asked the driver. "Like she said, she owes the boss money. Only thing I can't figgur' out is he don't usually give people the axe for shit like that." "Think I could get a blow job before we shoot 'er?" The men both laughed and pulled up to an abandoned lot before forcing the young woman out. "No, please! I'll do anything! You don't have to do this! I'll leave the country- I- I'll do anything, just don't kill me! Please!" The next day, the headlines read "BEAUTY SLAIN- KILLER AT LARGE" _______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ "And now for our next guest- he's been a regular since we've opened, and we're thrilled to have him back- the one- the only- Cab Calloway! Now I've requested he open us up with a crowd favorite- 'How Big Can You Get'!" The audience erupted into applause and Cab took the stage. Tony Morrone left the stage and sat down at a reserved table. He poured himself a drink and picked up a copy of the newspaper. He read the headline and sighed. This would cause some major problems. |
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Post by Salvahkiin on Apr 15, 2014 22:56:39 GMT -5
Detective Brian Wells gave the man a dollar, and grabbed a newspaper, sat down on a nearby bench, almost running into his fellow man in his urgency to read the headlines. His ma, who was up to date on all the gossip and news, had informed him of a murder in the papers. It was early morning, so he hadn't reported into the station yet, he was just on his way when he remembered to take a look at the papers.
BEAUTY SLAIN - KILLER AT LARGE
Detective Wells read the paper intently for a few minutes, before running to his car, and speeding off down the road to get to the station quickly. Before he got into the door, Wells was stopped by the Chief, and told to go to a briefing room, he was chosen for this case.
The other officers informed him and a few other people of what they knew already, standard mob hit, ask around at local fronts, don't get killed. He went to his desk, and placed the newspaper on there. He started to write names down, the first two?
GIANNI D'ANGELO
TONY MORRONE
Gianni D'Angelo was the Don of the D'Angelo Crime Syndicate, he didn't want to tango with Gianni just yet, and it didn't seem like Gianni would order something like this, he was kind, for a criminal. He'd go to Morrone's nightclub tonight, and question him.
Detective Wells gave his coat and hat to the lady at the entrance, and made his way to Morrone, singling him out rather easily, table for 1....make that 2. Detective Wells bought a bottle of Scotch, and sat down at the table that Morrone was at, first thing he noticed was the newspaper, same issue as the one he bought this morning.
"Shame, isn't it Tony? Young starlet murdered. Stenches of mob hit."
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Post by BobbyKennedy on Apr 15, 2014 23:44:02 GMT -5
"Yeah, real fuckin' shame," Tony said, helping himself to the bottle of scotch the detective had brought over. "But what the fuck do I got to do with it? You think this is the fuckin' funeral over here? You assholes have been houndin' me about "mob this, mob that" for fifteen fuckin' years, and you never proved anything. What do you think you'll get now?"
With this, Tony stepped up from the table and took the stage.
"Thank you, Cab, that was a wonderful performance! Wasn't it, ladies and gentlemen?"
The crowd cheered in agreement.
"Now I understand that you will be doing a concert next week at the Cocobana with another regular, Mr. Louis Armstrong?"
"Oh, yes. Satch and I can't wait to play for you folks down there. Say- you don't mind that I'm taking these cats away from your club?" Cab said, drawing a chuckle from the audience.
"Oh, no- I love the music more than the money. But I do hold a lot of stock in that club, so I'll end up doing both!" Tony said, the audience roaring with laughter. "What are you gonna play for us now, Cab?"
"Oh, well I was thinking I would get back to some of my old numbers. Here's one of my first hits- "Minnie the Moocher"!
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Post by Salvahkiin on Apr 15, 2014 23:53:34 GMT -5
Brian simply sat back in his chair with a smile on his face, the nightclub owner seemed to be a little angry. Completely irrational, to be angry.
"We love your hospitality!"
Brian sat there while Tony did his little speech, and began questioning him when he sat back down, more stern this time.
"Tony, you see a lot of mob traffic. Anything out of the ordinary today?"
Just as Brian finished his sentence, the devil walked through the door and sat down at their table. In front of him, the man at the top of his list, Gianni D'Angelo. Brian knew he was scum, but they couldn't convict him.
"Detective, Tony. How lovely to run into you both here."
Gianni helped himself to the bottle of scotch, pouring some into a glass, and downing it at once. He had no time for appearances.
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Post by BobbyKennedy on Apr 16, 2014 0:35:45 GMT -5
Tony immediately stood up from his seat and shook Gianni's hand.
"My apologies Gianni. We would have a table prepared for you, but we didn't know you were coming. This clown here was just leaving, weren't you?" Tony said, sneering at the detective. "Anything you need to talk about? We could always go to a more private location? Or did you want to have a word with our friend here?"
As Cab finished his song, Tony took the stage once more.
"I hate to do this to everyone, but Mr. Calloway has informed me before the performance that he won't have too much time to spend with us, so it looks like he's gotta head out. Thanks again for being here, Cab, and I hope we see you again!"
As Cab left the stage, Johnny Martin entered. Tony patted him on the back and whispered something in his ear. Johnny looked towards Gianni and the detective and his eyes grew wide. "For my first number- I'm gonna perform the Mills Brothers hit single "Paper Doll", with a little twist of my own!"
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Post by Salvahkiin on Apr 16, 2014 0:44:17 GMT -5
Gianni quickly stopped Tony's insults at the Detective, not wanting to insult him at all, it was all fake though, Detective Wells could go fall down a well.
"There there, Tony. Now, it was fun meeting you, Detective, but if you insist on leaving, then we will chat another time."
Gianni smiled, and Detective Wells, knowing he was not welcome anymore, left. Gianni turned to Tony, and sternly said.
"We need to talk. Back room."
Gianni stood up, dusted his suit, and walked into the back room, and leaned against a wall.
"What did that cop want from you?"
Gianni nervously lit a cigar, and listened to Tony.
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Post by teaking on Apr 16, 2014 12:20:41 GMT -5
Philip threw the news paper down onto his desk "I want this investigated, I wan't to know exactly what happened and weather this girl was raped and If so did one of ours have anything to do with it" He stood up and the two henchmen he was addressing nodded and took their leave. Once they were gone he set off himself pulling his coat off the rack by his front door.
A Limousine was waiting outside his Mansion He pushed upon his front door, the cold air hit him like a bullet. He pulled his coat tighter and walked to the limousine slowly, the door was pulled open by his body guards as he got close. He nodded in thanks and climbed in the back of the Limo followed by his bodyguard before it pulled out of the mansion grounds. He was heading to the L'Aquila club to meet with the key players in his arms ring.
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Post by BobbyKennedy on Apr 21, 2014 0:29:20 GMT -5
"That cop? Fuck him. He didn't ask for nothin' and I didn't tell him nothin'. He don't got any evidence it was tied to us." Tony lit a cigarette of his own before continuing. "Why'd you bother killing this dame anyway?" Suddenly Johnny walked in and shook Gianni's hand. "Sir, it's an honor to finally meet you. Tony told me about the situation with the girl. Anything I could do about that?" Tony stared at him for a moment. "What the fuck are you doing out here? What's the band playing?" "I just had them play " A String of Pearls" while I was out here. Don't worry about that. Do I need to be caught up on anything?" |
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Post by Salvahkiin on Apr 27, 2014 22:44:04 GMT -5
Gianni groaned, and shot his head up at Johnny, and before he knew it, his hand was being shook. And he was fairly shocked at the young man's knowing of the incident.
"That's awfully kind of you to offer, Johnny, but I'd say I have it under control. Rogue factor. One of the little boys. Trying to impress me obviously. They'll be dealt with accordingly. I didn't authorize this hit."
Gianni walked over to a table, and indicated for the men to stand around.
"That cop, however, is an issue. He's onto us. I shouldn't have come here. He came straight to you, and rumor has it that you are connected to my family. My being here is just reassuring that connection."
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Post by BobbyKennedy on May 20, 2014 22:43:05 GMT -5
"The cops have been trying to connect me to you folks since the prohibition. They didn't find anything then, and they sure as hell won't find anything now. This whole thing is gonna blow over in a month, I guarantee it. Now come on, let's sit down and enjoy ourselves. Johnny, get back on stage. I don't pay you to goof off backstage."
"Of course," Johnny said nervously. "It's been a pleasure to meet you, Sir," he said, looking at Gianni. Tony took a seat at his table, and Johnny took the stage.
"Thank you, everyone, isn't this band wonderful?"
The audience erupted with applause.
"Now, I'd like to take a moment to remember all our wonderful troops serving our country overseas."
He turned to the band and nodded.
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