Everything was going much better in Mexico. David del Valle was boasting about his good life, by candlelight at a party that he himself had organized. The important point of the celebration was that he had opened two more branches in Cuba, and also at the same event there were some very special guests, Colombian businessmen, who were coming to close "certain treaties". That party concluded with great success, the next day, the main meeting would end in one of the mansions located in the much desired Cancun. All the businessmen and politicians showed up in formal dress for the occasion, ready with their briefcases to close certain treaties, where their respective countries would be affected for the blind society and benefited for a few billionaires. The main issue was the routes, since the merchandise of each of the parties was stipulated and closed for negotiations.Then, the main agreement was the drug trafficking routes, where the politicians would protect the agreements, and the po
In Argentina, the love between Emiliano Romero, and Maria De La Cruz, bloomed like the September equinox. They finished their weekend, full of energy, and many revolutionized hormones. She was in love with his intelligence, when they talked about medicine she loved to listen to him, she was impressed by so much knowledge. He was falling in love with the simplicity of her soul, her heart and her longing for history.It occurred to him that it would be nice to give her a cell phone. Although she tried not to accept his gift, the temptation won out, so she decided to accept. He bought her a chip, activated whatsapp, and they sent many audios for days, but then she opened a social network with a false name, to spy on her friends and acquaintances in Mexico; A mysterious call, with a distorted voice warned her that if she did not disappear that phone, her life would come to an end, at that very moment she realized that she was being watched by David Del Valle's people, although she was
Lautaro Nicolás Romero, together with his wife, was still in captivity, they knew that they could not move from the place or their son's life would be in grave danger. Before reaching two months of confinement, they received a clear and forceful phone call.- Lautaro Nicolas Romero, I was your friend more than your boss, I always looked after your interests and those of your whole family, you were nothing more than a simple and fucking hitman with no future, I built you, I made you have everything, even Emiliano's studies, I paid for you, and I never asked you for anything in return and how do you pay me?- Mr. David Del Valle?- I am your spirit, stupid. Did you really think you could beat me with such an incredulous ambush? Did you think I would be so stupid that I couldn't notice your filth?- Sir, I am innocent, I would never attempt against you, I honestly confess that sometimes I get angry easily but I wouldn't be so foolish to betray you sir, I swear I didn't do it, -he cries-
Finally fulfilling the paternal punishment to which he had accustomed everyone, David Del Valle, appeared in Colombia in the abandoned house in the middle of nowhere where his disillusioned bovine partner was. When his presence entered the hut, he warned him that he would not forgive his betrayal, however he would take into account the years of friendship and the empire they had managed to build together, anyway, he warned him that the laboratories, and everything else important for the bovine organization was his property. Therefore, the ruthless Romero, was lost with nothing, he only had his animals and fields left, but the most valuable thing he still had was his son Emiliano.David Del Valle told him;- With what little honesty you have left, I give Emiliano Romero, your son, the opportunity to take the place that belonged to you before, but from the position of an employee, and not a partner, you will lose all your rights in this organization, and you will return to my shadows wi
Campo de rio negro, continues...Maria De La Cruz, pretends to go to sleep, however, decides to get up, open her safe, takes out a gun, a cell phone, sends a message where she writes; "I'm ready". And then she went out into the field, in the dark, put on her night vision goggles and set out on her mission. She took out her car as best she could, pushing it far away so that it would not make any noise while driving, when she was at a good distance she turned it on, and marched towards her second field of investigation, she had to find out what was in those stables that he so suspiciously did not want to enter with her in the first tour, so she started her own turf.Unfortunately try as she might, and try as she might, the day, was about to peek its glow, and finally that meant that her search had been totally unproductive, because she couldn't find anything. She decided to give up the idea and returned very slowly to the cabin, but far from leaving the car nearby, she parked it in the
On the floor of the basement, a woman was chained by hands and feet, but there was no more time, the gentlemen who were taking care of the place, were simple old men who could do nothing, they called the police, it was the ideal, the kidnapped girl sent Maria to check what was going on upstairs, everything was a matter of seconds, when she told her the situation, the kidnapped girl told her:- Listen, if you tell the police that I am here, you will die, and they will move me to another place, and I will no longer have the possibility of you saving me. The best thing is for you to leave, and come with time, so that together we can get out of here. Now close the door, put the padlock on the same place and leave.In less than five minutes, Maria would have managed to see what was going on outside, go back, padlock the door, leave the key carefully in place, and return pretending that nothing had happened.When the police came in she was coming down from one of the rooms with an earring i
Maria De La Cruz arrived worried about the situation she had experienced in the south, she knew that the organization could be damaged because of her, not only had she confronted her main target, but she had also filed a police report, and the whole scenario was extremely serious.When she arrived in Buenos Aires, she tried to rejoin the institute where she worked, she was attentive to any movement, she knew that her boss was watching her, and that he was surely already aware of all her exposure.Arriving at her house she found some strange boys from the internet, she already imagined what it was all about. After receiving the order from David Del Valle, and complying with it, she mistakenly dedicated herself to rest, and meanwhile in her free time she dedicated herself to think about how she would conquer Emiliano Romero again.But everything was drastically drastic, when during the following month, while she was having breakfast and holding a cup of coffee in her hands, without knoc
On the warm Colombian night, Alberto and his entire family lay lifeless on the floor; - These situations happen when you don't respect your dealings, you saw, sir. Pablo Altamirano said to him, after the massacre, when, at last, he was taking Lautaro Nicolas Romero to the airport.When David Del Valle left, he left Lautaro Romero as a loan so he could work for the Colombian mafia for a while, the intention of the Mexican was that the hitman would remember where he had come from, and forget his manias of a wealthy man.Pablo Altamirano, was a native of Colombia, as it is in these cases, born in absolute poverty. At an early age he was involved in drug trafficking and his fortune expanded when he found a way to transport cocaine without anyone noticing, thanks to the mules and his great invention of hiding cocaine impregnated in his clothes, which could not be seen with the naked eye, and always carried pure coffee, so that dogs could not sniff the narcotic. Of course, many criminals
When she picked up the phone, however, she heard the stern rebuke in her father's voice, who shouted, "Arlyne!" She withdrew her hand. With one brief command, Irving had just firmly excluded her from his most intimate affairs. That was the way things worked in the Weiss family. Doors that slammed shut. Mirrors that stared back. And telephone rings that hid secrets. Maria De La Cruz would have been slow to reflect on her mother's writings, at least she discovered that her real name was "Arlyne", and that she had made a kind of auto-bibliography written in the third person, but how could I find out? Well, those sheets hid an admirable truth and bandit, they coincided perfectly with her father's chest. She was confused for a few days, she wasn't sure what her real surname was, her real name, and she certainly had become quite messed up in her mind. However, in the shadows of her questions, she was filled with relief and emotion for the blood that ran in her veins; even though they carrie
Irving and Billie, who were used to frequenting classier joints, had to pop in from time to time, basically because one of the other co-owners was one of Lucky Luciano's friends: Giuseppe Antonio Doto, also known as Joe Adonis. Adonis was an aloof guy and, to Arlyne, a complete mystery. She managed to catch a glimpse of him one night while he sat waiting for her father in front of the apartment. Although Arlyne was not yet a teenager, the sight of Adonis' hazy profile through the tinted glass of the Cadillac aroused some sexual interest in her. His marked, sensual features seemed both exotic and forbidding. Although the question had not been explicitly discussed, it was clear that any daughter of Irving Weiss would stay far away from the Italians, who were widely known for preying on mirror maze 51 Jewish girls and recounting the details of their conquests on street corners and in taverns all over the Lower East Side. On the one hand, Adonis was attractive because he was so strange,
Although pleasant at first, these formalities began to wear on Miss Blum's patience. Constrained by convention, she could not initiate contact without a suitable pretext. Fortunately, one did present itself. One of the funeral homes was going to hold a raffle and all the East Side undertakers were given a handful of ballots to sell. Ida Blum, who usually handled these matters, called her daughter and asked if she was interested in trying her luck with the Weiss brothers. At her mother's timely suggestion, Billie went to Houston Street on the pretext of selling them ten raffle tickets. Irving was willing to buy all ten, but Henry stopped him, telling him that five would be enough. That confirmed what Billie thought: that Irving was the most generous, and the best catch. In fact, Billie had left nothing to chance. Before approaching them and without anyone seeing her, she had lifted the red Mafia Girl 46 stamps from the ballots in order to guarantee that she was selling a winning one t
Those who declined the offer received threats of sabotage and often death. Lansky and Los Chicos ran their criminal enterprises almost unchallenged until 1933, when they found themselves in troubled waters in the political arena. President Franklin Delano Roosevelt, who had emerged victorious at the 1932 Democratic National Convention with the support of the Lansky-controlled political bosses, soon turned against his old allies and launched an all-out war against organized crime. That move made him so popular that local politicians across the country took his lead. New York Governor Herbert Lehman appointed a politically ambitious young man named Thomas Dewey as special prosecutor to bring the mobsters to justice. Dewey set about his task with fervor, lashing out at the bouncers across the spectrum of suspect sectors. However, the onslaught of his prosecutorial fury fell especially hard on Lepke and Gurrah, whom he considered "the two biggest extortionists in the country." Realizing t
They were all avid gamblers, and they all came to Frankie. Sometimes, preferably on Saturday afternoons, because no funerals were officiated and she was allowed to gamble on the front steps, Arlyne would visit her grandmother. On those occasions, she would go down a back staircase leading to the neighboring basement and visit Uncle Frankie and his friends. She used to find them stretched out on a couple of old couches, going over the race sheet and listening to the standings on a big old wooden radio. They didn't seem to mind that little girl hanging around. Sometimes Frankie or one of the others would sneak her a quarter and a pat on the cheek. In fact, as Arlyne recalls, those men were "the Uncles." For example, there was Uncle Milty Tillinger, the loan shark. Once, when one of Milty's relatives was on the run from justice, Ida hid him in the coffin room until the danger passed, earning the loyalty of the Tillinger family forever. There was also Izzy Smith, owner of Zion Cemetery do
As Arlyne observed, Grandma was always surrounded by men, most of them much younger than she was. Among those blowflies flying over Ida's kitchen on Friday night were Jimmy and Jake, the chauffeurs in charge of driving the hearse during the funeral. It was obvious that both young men held their benefactress in high esteem. Jake, a ladies' man, flirted with Ida nicely and then went on his way. The other, however, had been hit harder. Jimmy the Pagan, as he was known, was a shy soul who seemed unable to find a girlfriend. Ida had taken pity on him and offered to teach him to dance. Later, when she had finished her duties as cook, she would take his hand and lead him into the living room, where she would put a record on the phonograph. Then, to the delight of those present, she would show Jimmy the first steps in the erotic pleasures of tango. Their bodies were not a perfect match; Ida was much more muscular than her skinny dancing partner. But Jimmy was eager to learn and Arlyne found i
As far back as Arlyne's memory goes, every Friday night the Weiss family went to Grandma's house. It was a sacred obligation, one they could not skip under any circumstances. As a child, Arlyne looked forward to those outings with innocent enthusiasm, taking them for granted and not understanding them. By 1944, when she was eleven years old, an age when the growing knowledge of the mysteries behind ordinary events pricked her curiosity, those visits took on a new importance. At three o'clock sharp, as soon as they came home from school, Arlyne and her little sister, Barbara, would bathe and change, putting on the dress the maid had left on the bed. They then presented themselves to their mother, who, as was customary at that hour, was seated on a stool before the dressing table. Billie Weiss assessed her daughters with a critical eye and then placed the little girl before her. As she braided her long honey-colored hair, the little girl's head bobbed docilely up and down. But that idyl
In 1957, at the age of twenty-three, she married a furrier named Brickman. However, that union exploded because of her husband's constant flirtations, in addition to his penchant for grand larceny. With a young daughter and an indefatigable spirit, Arlyne resumed her destructive pursuit of glamour and influence only to end up raped and beaten to a pulp at the hands of mobsters she considered her friends. The rape marked in Arlyne's career the advent of a new cruelty, born simultaneously of a desire to ven- The Mob Girl 18 ganza and the need to protect herself. She spent the next thirteen years of her life in a stormy and often violent relationship with a Genovese mobster named Tommy Luca. During that period, she also became an "entrepreneur", engaging first in illegal gambling and then in drug trafficking, and displaying a constant obsession with money. It was that cynical view of the world that allowed her to evolve quite naturally into a career as a confidante. The main reason for t
Before returning to Argentina to begin her plan of revenge against Emiliano Romero and his brother David Del Valle, she wanted to go back to her childhood neighborhood, and remembered the houses of some friends, one of them Lupita, she called her when she saw her walking quietly between the most dangerous streets of Mexico, but with the gun in her waist, she only gave the impression of being part of there, and in fact she was. When Maria saw Lupita, she crossed the street to meet her, there they entered a large house, one of the best, three stories, white, surrounded by fences and more precarious homes, the lack of the place was noticeable. That afternoon they spent the whole day together, but in the evening Maria wanted to return to Guanajuato, since she had rented an apartment there, just before leaving, her friend found a folder with a particular manuscript that she said was from her mother when she was a little girl. Their mothers had been friends in ancient times, and apparently