Ya agies is a strong group and we are good in connection with them

Well maybe in a week or so we gotta make a move but let's try not to make things to personal we got a lot on our hands you know boss *rocco takes a puff of his Belmont

I agree but we can't wait to long other wise those bikers will smart up and try to hit us again before we can hit them. But it would be best if we lay low and take some time on this next job. Rocco pulls out his pack of bellmonts he purchased earlier, he draws one out and lights it with an all gold zippo.

9:53 south roseport: Jerry cmon let's go we need to get the fuvk outta hear rocco yells

10:45 east roseport hang out: we showed those cock sucking pricks as rocco strikes a pool ball and sinks it. "For now those guys will be back and most definitely be back in rage once they get the news their shitty half ass bar is blown to pieces". So what now boss rocco asks curiously?

Who was what's the name we need all the info we can on these fucks

Rocco: What racket of theirs are we hitting up boss *as rocco counts a thick roll of cash in his hands* and I think Carmelo should be the one to fire that big fuvking thing, you know him being extremely fit to handling that type of blow back with no effort. Carmelo chuckles" ya is love to light that place up like the Fourth of July" Carmelo says it with an evil grin on his face

I was driving up to north roseport and on my way I caught eye of an old 1942 Oldsmobile. It was the same one that I saw parked just outside my house a few weeks ago. I decided to stop at the nearest gas station just to see if it would follow me. Turns out it just drove on by. I filled up on gas while I was there and bought a pack of bellmonts. I drove off again into my car. north roseport: rocco enters the white utility van that has been parked out front. He had loaded the truck with a m16, Uzi sub machine gun and a over under Remington shotgun. He drives back to east rose port speeding off. East roseport: boss I have the goods what do you want to do with em? Rocco says to frank

Some wast scum bags burned down our racket so sonny and Carmelo had them killed and yes frank I think it's the biker territory THOSE FUCKS

"Not much but I am getting news from some associates that the host of that little job was from south rose port "*rocco loads his new 44. Revolver*

The man was on the floor coughing out blood. Carmelo noticed the exit wood in his upper back. The man drops dead while the rest of the blood draws out of him. "Looks like this old pistol does some serious damage" claims sonny. "Fucken basterd got what he deserved". Carmelo spit on the body. The two of them scatter quickly to the black Chrysler. The tires screach on the pavement leaving an aggressive black mark. The police and fire department officials are the first to arrive at the crisped building. East roseport out side a small deli shop: frank, Paulie and rocco are outside enjoying some brio and cigars, Discussing the matter at hand and how they may deal with who's responsible accordingly.

The three of them great paulie and frank and take a seat at the large round table. "So what's this meeting for boss" rocco says calmly while he strikes a match up and lights a cigerello. " it's about our little pest problem we got with new rival families they are trying to take a piece of our rackets and I don't like it!. "Well maybe I can handle that, pays them a little message, send them your regards and set em straight so they know who's they been fiddling with". Carmelo says with raw hate and the sickening lust to dismember some of the rival families body's". Not yet Carmelo in time, I just plan on seeing how far and where these morons plan on taking this matter" Frank says. " Maybe we should mess with their turf and rackets and see how they like it, that should give them something to not make em sleep at night. Rocco says with interest in his voice." * the phone rings, paulie gets up to see who is calling* he pics up and was talking with rage and frustration in his voice in the next room. *pualie bursts into the room with bad news* "THOSE COCKSUCKAS REALLY DID IT THIS TIME, THEY BURNT OUR BAKERY TO THE GROUND." WHO!!. *Frank yells with extreme anger in his voice*. "BIG JOHNS FAMILY THOSE BUNCH OF COCKSTAINS". Paulie blairs out. "What the fuck ". rocco says in disappointment putting his hands together waving them slightly laterally. CARMELO, SUNNY get down there and see if Antonio is ok and bring him to a fucking hospital. Paulie and rocco stay with me while I make a few calls. Frank rushes to the phone in great rage calling.. god knows what?

"Madone thanks doc that bullet really took a toll on my shoulder. Ay sonny come by my club later I got a special "thing" for you. It's to show my appreciation, on how you saved my skin back there, if that Russian took one more shot it would have been the end of me". *rocco feels up the wound on his shoulder* got me pretty deep those cock suckers. Rocco gets up and puts on his over coat, grabs his hat and heads for the door "let's go" rocco says to sonny as he walks behind him heading out the docs front doo. They both get into the Chrysler 300 and drive off slowly. Sonny and rocco get to the club where they confront Carmelo in the back room pouring out some whiskey. "What's this for" sonny says. "It's for a long day take a sip, enjoy. After we will go and visit frank and paulie at the compound they will be expecting us" * Carmelo, rocco and sonny down the shot of whiskey like water*. Rocco goes to his desk in the back room and pulls out his ivory platted m1911 and hands it to sonny. "This is yours now take good care of it, it did me well back in the day, I'm sure you will find more use of this thing than I will now". "thank you rocco this is a very unique peace" *sonny holsters the m1911 in his backside in between his belt*.

Date of birth: September 9, 1964 crime family: Luprano As an Italian born of barese blood,Born and raised in the south side of Chicago, being the youngest was hard for him as his older brothers would tease him and make him the odd one out he eventually grew to have quite an attitude. He was a highly intelligent child among his family and friends although he trusted very few. Rocco was getting mixed in the "wrong crowd" at the age of 14. He was well associated with high scale Italian mafia families entering his 20s. At the age of 22 he moved up to Carolina and settled down there alone. That's when he was Introduced to the all well known Cosa Nostra mob boss Francesco Luprano. Frank showed Rocco the ropes to a greater degree, more than he had already picked up from what he learned back in Chicago. At the age of 25 Rocco committed his first case of murder. It was a simple hit orderd out by frank Luprano. But simple was the wrong word used to describe this case. Rocco had went out one night in search of Giuliano manzzo a known associate of the santerelli crime family. He had followed his Cadillac to a dead end alleyway wear Giuliano had picked up on his follower. Rocco flung open the door of the car revealing a bright ivory white handled colt m1911, his favourite gun. As Giuliano sat completely helpless to reach the gun in the back seat. A pale look struck his face as he turned his head to his window to find the long barrel of a 45. Caliber pointed at his head. Rocco pulled the trigger one time, as the bullet passed through his temple it found its exit at the back of Giulianos head. And that was the the beginning of a truly new life. Rocco had enterd a world where he can never come back from. Months later at the same time Rocco was called upon former members of the Luprano crime family, one of them being the boss, frank Luprano. Frank Luprano had called him to meet at the downtown hide out. He had told Rocco to wear something fancy, as for it was a special occasion. Rocco arrived at the compound where he made his way to the basement. 4 men awaited him at a large oak round table. Rocco took a stand beside frank. The enitiation of the oath began. From that day fourth at the age of 27Rocco became a made member of the Luprano crime family. He now serves the rank of consigliere in the family and is also known to be one of the most ruthless killers in all of South Carolina. age:52 location: rose port

Thank you for Welcoming me to the family I will prove my loyalty to you beyond death

I Rocco Di senza am loyal to the Luprano family