Saturday, August 29, 2009 1:48 AM
THE AMERICAN DREAM.

CHAPTER 7 - JOEY LONRONGE.

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"So, Mazzo is dead?" Joey said, as he picked up his glass of wine. Tony nodded. Joey placed the cup down, then went into his room. Tony and Kelvin sat comfortably in the living room as Joey came back out, with a suitcase in his hand. He placed it on the table.
"Godfather told me to do this, when he passed away." Joey said as he opened the suitcase. He took out fake passports, money, and more items. He placed it all in his luggage, filled with his clothing.
"Im coming to New York with you." Joey said promptly. Tony stood up, with Kelvin standing up after that. So this was what the Don wanted, he wanted Joey to go to the family business. Joey is Mazzo's godson after all. And, quite frankly, without the Don's help, Joey would'nt have become that rich. They got out of the cab, and with Tony's earnt money, they took a cab straight for the airport.

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Frankie walked into the office, with Jackie following behind. He sat down in the study, with Jackie taking the seat beside him.
"Jackie, you know whats going on. I need you to do run me a favour, seems that one of us, motherfucker, turned on us. Because of that, one of our caporegimes, Finelli, died. I want you to take care of that fuckface." Frankie said, pissed. As if he did'nt have enough problems. He continued.
"He's in a car outside the house. Make sure no one outside can hear you." Frankie said, and walked out of the room. Jackie understood what had to be done. He walked outside, towards the car. Behind him, his trusted man, Sandro Tuchelli, hid the gun in his coat. Both men walked towards the car, with Jackie taking the front seat.
"Eh, where to boss?" The traitor, recognised as Cantine, asked. Jackie turned to him, and stared him in the face. Sandro got in the backseat, and raised his pistol. His silenced pistol went off a few times, straight into the back of Cantine's head. The bullets entered and exited his skull, into the car's front window. Jackie got out of the car. Simple. He left the other Mazzo men to dump the body, while he walked back to his house, exhausted.

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DON MAZZO stepped out of the ship, onto Sicillian land. He was back where he originated from. Charlie followed him after that. Both men headed for the car waiting for them, which will take them safely to hiding. The Don had to write a letter back to New York quickly, before things went out of hand.

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12:12 AM
Hi.
i want to update.
but blogger is shitting me again.
So anyway.

THE AMERICAN DREAM.
CHAPTER 6 - NEW IDEA.

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"Fuck fuck fuck, fuck fuck!" Frankie shouted, as he paced around inside the Mazzo compound. He stepped into the meeting room, full of caporegimes.
"Why the fuck must the don do the job himself? Then what are we here for? Now he left the fucking family without a don or a consigliere." Frankie said. He was a pissed man. The Don and the Consigliere has fled America, leaving Mazzo in tatters. The only son, Jackie, is still too young to do shit, while the two adopted sons, Kelvin and Tony, are out on a "trip" to Las Vegas. No one was capable to lead the Mazzo, not even Frankie himself.
"The only thing we can do now is hide and stay low till this shit's over." Frankie spoke out. The men around the table agreed; what else could be done. Frankie stepped out of the meeting room, only to meet Jackie near the entrance. He smiled to Jackie, then turned and walked up the stairs.
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"LAS VEGAS was a bad idea." Kelvin told Tony. The two brothers walked out of their hotel, and hailed a cab down. Kelvin never liked the idea of coming to Las Vegas, mainly because of the gambling presence,while Tony, absolutely loves this fucking place.
"Im going to go down to one of the casinos, want to follow?" Tony asked Kelvin.
"Jesus Christ Tony, we're here on business, not a god damn holiday." Kelvin replied. Tony ignored that remark, and instructed the driver to head to the biggest casino in Las Vegas, "Sands". Thats where all the high-rollers went, and Tony hoped to meet what the brothers came to Las Vegas for, to meet Joey Lonronge, a friend to the late Don Mazzo. Before Don Mazzo passed away, he told Tony to go to Las Vegas to meet Joey if he ever passed away. Joey would peice the puzzle up. Joey was also a high roller, and there was only one suitable place for high rollers to be.
Tony walked into the casino, dressed in a fine black suit, while Kelvin decided on just about the same thing.
"So, what are we looking for?" Kelvin asked. Tony did'nt reply, and gestured Kelvin to follow him. Finding a resident high roller wasnt that tough, espically if there was only one VIP casino. Tony and Kelvin quickly made their way up to the VIP lounge, where a security guard stands.
"only VIP's allowed, mister." The guard told Tony. Tony walked casually to the entrance, and slid a few hundred dollar bills into the guard's suit. The guard smiled.
"Welcome to the VIP casino, sir." The guard said as he opened the doors for the brothers. Inside, was a very quiet place, not like the noisy main casino downstairs. The VIP casino was filled with high rollers, some having a drink, some playing some games. Tony and Kelvin headed to the lounge. They watched as a poker game was going on. There he was, just as Don Mazzo's picture showed. Joey Lonronge, one of the players. Tony walked over to the table, and sat down in one of the empty seats, noticably beside Joey.
"Are you Joey Lonronge?" Tony asked softly, as the cards were being given out. He had a Ace of clubs and a King of hearts.
"Yes, well yes i am." Joey said as he looked at his cards. The dealer opened the first three cards, and Joey raised to $10,000. The other players folded, but Tony called.
The next card was open, Joey raised to $20,000. Tony called.
Once the river was shown, Joey placed all in. Tony called.
Joey had 3 of a kind, with three Ace of clubs.
Tony opened his hand, a full house, with three ace of clubs and a pair of King of hearts.
"Mazzo asked me to meet you." Tony spoke to Joey softly.
Joey's eyes opened widely. He got up from the table, and Tony followed him off, with Kelvin tagging behind. They headed to Joey's hotel suite.

Monday, August 24, 2009 9:20 PM
lololol hi.
in school.
hihihihihihihihihi.

Monday, August 17, 2009 9:32 PM
lol.
im in school posting.
:D>
Common test is quite easy so far.
Wira's a dukhead.
DUCKHEAD.
DUCKHAEDF.


HAPPY BIRTHDAY IN 5 DAYS NYNY!

Thursday, August 13, 2009 5:42 AM
I'll start posting after my exams - after next week.

I'll return with The American Dream chapters 6 and 7,
while writing a new star wars novel if i have the time.

Im supposed to be studying, but who cares.

:D:D

Friday, August 7, 2009 5:07 PM
[b]A NEW EPIC ADVENTURE[/b]
na im just kidding.
I AM GOING TO START ON A NEW STORY - STAR WARS NOVEL.
;D
anyway, for those of you who did'nt know, i have resumed blogging, but not that active.
And cause blogger is fucking up for me.
yey.

Sup Dudz!
2:42 AM
Yo DUDZ, i know i said uh i wont blog anymore, but guess what.
I CHANGED MY MIND.
Today we had NDP celebrations, which wasnt really that bad.
after that we went jamming.
Heck yes, we've decided the song for tuesday's audition.

All Time Low - Umbrella.

Its not gay faggots, its so awesome. When the song goes to the Ella Ella eh eh eh part, all of us headbang, So epic. weeee. I have yet to buy my own electric guitar. lol. i do indeed have a video of us jamming umbrella, but i dont want to upload it cause the sound quality is shit. Also, blogger hates me. its fucking up totally, i cant see the bold, upload picture or anything. -Sigh-.
After that hung out with kyaw at easpoint.
The big guy bought a pencil worth 7 dollars. lol. Mechanical Pencil to be exact.
After that we went to sempang bedok there go play soccer. lol. kyaw got DAMNNN pissed. lol.
After that go home.
yey.
bai,
bai,
bai.