Mafia - Original Writing :: Papers

Mafia - Original Writing Bang, bang, bang Francesco fell to the ground with a thunderous thud. His body on top of Fabios, who was taken out only mo ments earlier. Marco was the only one left this attack has completely gone wrong. He hid behind a crate in the dark live, surrounded by five other men, all his compatriots have been killed or seriously injured. Bang, bang Marco shot blankly around 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 smashed his solar plexus with a baseball bat. Soon all five men were circling around him an elbow struck him in the face, at this point his vision was blurred he couldnt catch out clearly anymore. Shortly after the attack towards his face, he received a huge blow in the kidney area, he slowly went down. He could catch the chatter amongst the five men he could hear their footsteps walking away from him. M arcos once gigantic figure, lay there motionless, in too a good deal pain 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 night at about 130 in the morning, two middle-aged men entered his taxi. Marco approached them in his usual friendly way, but he soon realized that these men werent your ordinary New-Yorker. Just loose those two cars behind us, you ordain 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, Drive Marco had no