Maria De La Cruz quickly put together a group to rescue the prisoner and try to save the life of Adriano Amado and his family. She knew that no matter what happened, David Del Valle would be waiting for her. The plan was easy in theory, they would go by plane to Bolivia, while she went down and looked for the DEA, Jeremías López, and Emiliano Romero, would go to Mexico, they had to take advantage of David's carelessness, surely he would wait for the whole team.The first stop was finally in La Paz, Maria De La Cruz was already waiting for a vehicle, before getting off she gave a hug to her brother and a big kiss of love to Emiliano Romero, with which the latter responded in the same way. She arrives at the building, asks to see Juan Carlos Velázquez. Once reunited, they quickly put together a military-type strategy. Maria goes to Peru, via Marítima with four policemen, disguised as civilians, they venture to Adriano Amado's house, there was a small defect that Maria De La Cruz, did n
They arrived quickly to Argentina, they left the plane safely in a villa with garage, since it was always hidden from the gang members, they put David Del Valle, hooded in the trunk of the car, and they all stopped to look at each other, because they realized that Adriano Amado, could not come with them, and could not know the exact location where they would meet, then Maria De La Cruz, gave him two options, the first one was that if he wanted to rescue his family, he should give him a few days, so he could reorganize, and the second was that if he wanted to be part of the gang, he would stay with some gang members to get used to the atmosphere, The second option was that if he wanted to be part of the gang, he would stay with some gang members to get used to the atmosphere, but Jeremias Lopez, as never before, had thought that perhaps it was not convenient that a former chief of the prefecture, that is to say a security weapon of the Peruvian national state, they could take that mess
They almost didn't manage to escape, because when they were arriving at their plane, a large group of bandits came directly to kill them, a shootout ensued, in which luckily Maria De La Cruz and her team managed to save themselves, finally arriving safe and sound. But the worst was about to happen. The trip lasted more than nine hours, but during that time, nobody said a single word, because at that moment, respect surrounded Emiliano Romero. When they arrived, they got off the plane, got in the car, took Adriano Amado home, and they left for their residence, they were tired and exhausted, Emiliano had a hatred that would be very difficult to bear, I think that the desire to kill David Del Valle was coming out of his pores, Maria decided to talk to him;- Emiliano Romero, I think it is convenient that you do not kill him, because if you do, you will alleviate his pain, and also he will take with him the secrets that will harm the people he protects, I think one of his worst punishmen
After the episode of the nervous collapse of Maria De La Cruz, she decided to dedicate herself entirely to the organization of the narcotic that according to her was going to revolutionize the market, and of course she was not wrong at all. Because this drug, generated in the human being the liberation of his lust, the deepest and best hidden desire comes to light, and is perpetrated by the spectator, that is why it was in great demand at parties and orgies organizations, but that Mexican was obsessed that the company expands its geographical areas, and was looking for promoters, who would bring samples of this revolution, and then the information of the same expands through the black market.Finally she was able to contact two great characters, the ambassador of Colombia called Yesica Barreto, and another one from Venezuela called Veronica Suarez, they were beautiful and intelligent, ready for that business. These two beautiful women were the first ones in charge, to take that richne
Maria De La Cruz, and her twin brother Jeremias Lopez, were sitting, enjoying the sunset of that beautiful Bolivian land, a beautiful natural brown, formed on the plains of those mountains. In the absolute tranquility, very calmly, she asked her brother what had happened with Del Valle's wife, she explained to him that they needed to have control of the situation, and they could not dwell on small things.He with anguish, and human pain, confessed.- One rainy morning, when the drops were falling with intensity, and under the lightning of that storm, she, Victoria, began to scream without stopping, she shouted among many things the word: HELP! perhaps in her little mind, she thought it would be a good idea, that surely someone would hear her and would come for her, I tried to warn her that it was not so, and the best thing to preserve her life, was the silence that she refused to perpetuate.The serious thing was that an elderly neighbor on the sixth floor, Mrs. Romualda Gomez, a Germ
On Bolivian soil, the DEA was already waiting for David Del Valle, with a lot of effort from the Latin Americans, they were able to collaborate with the United States justice, and at the same time they were collaborating with the investigation process. It was a difficult situation to accomplish, but little by little they would mobilize.Juan Carlos Velázquez, was more than focused to do his job, everything had to be perfectly organized. He already had all the information he needed to begin the interrogation. They entered a special room, where a table, two chairs, a microphone, white walls and hidden cameras would be the preliminary witnesses of the biggest catastrophe in Mexico.David Del Valle entered handcuffed, handcuffed, to what would be his first questionnaire in that country, that place located in La Paz. Everyone was tense. The interrogation had to take place in absolute secrecy, no one should know about it, that is why not all DEA employees knew about the meeting, they had to
With David Del Valle's story, the deal they had with Maria De La Cruz was getting weaker and weaker, her freedom was far away, besides it was a verbal treaty, that is to say nothing written, there was no more evidence than the word of a simple suspect of homicides, illicit association and sale of illegal drugs, the chances of freedom were slim for the Mexican woman. Meanwhile in that room very painful truths came to light for David Del Valle, where he stayed he could not continue and then resumed his long and arduous interrogation.- You say that María De La Cruz, in cold blood, killed Victoria Ocampo in front of you?- Yes, and she freed me, she forced me to come here.- Don't be a saint, David Del Valle, we know your whole story. What happened to your hand?- A hitman cut it off when your son died (...)- For now that part of the story does not interest me, I want you to help us find your father, and about Maria De La Cruz, we are going to find out, for now she is innocent until pro
After the strange movements, both corporal and verbal, the story of the twins is not closed.- María De La Cruz, we need to close some of your ideas, for example; how did you meet the Del Valle family?- When we were kids, I think I was five years old, or probably younger, we lived in a humble house on Guanajuato Street, we were five siblings, and mom was pregnant with another child. In spite of being very poor we lived happily, and we did not see delinquency, although it was always with us.- And your father? -asks Diego Olmos.- I don't remember him, but my neighbors told me that back then he worked with the gang that opposed Del Valle's. Because of that, there was a confrontation. Because of that, there was a gang confrontation, followed by a settling of scores, where all my family died, or at least I thought so, until after many years, I found out that David Del Valle, took Jeremias De La Cruz, and changed his last name, then he kept him with him, all these years, his intention w
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