Within the framework of the illegalities she committed day after day, María De La Cruz was ready to finish paying off her debt with Juan Carlos Velázquez, and bring him the delinquent she had promised him so much since then. But she had to protect herself, she could not enter the country without some political protection, she did not want to fall into the hands of the Bolivian justice system, there was too much to do, and she did not feel like paying for her sins because she considered that they would expire with some good deed.He remembered seeing the president of that country at one of his parties, so he thought it was quite appropriate to ask him for a favor. He got his private number, and without further ado called him, he answered, and under a series of regulations, such as, "watch what you say about me, we believe in confidentiality, etc.". He agreed to help, what's more, the meeting would take place in one of the president's hidden apartments, and this was a fact that the DEA
When David Del Valle saw Maria De La Cruz, his eyes were instantly filled with disappointment.- You see, even though I saved you, you don't even say thank you, what did you expect your father to save you? Come on David, if so far the only thing that man has shown is that he is a lout, how long are you going to keep covering up for him? Don't you realize.- It hurts me.- My brother betrayed me, the coward went with the enemy, so I understand your pain. But we must continue. I told you that I promised to kill you and I will keep my promise, but first we have to get your son to safety, and I want your father in the hands of the DEA, we have a lot of work to do.- I am your prisoner.- That's a good prisoner. Today we have work to do, and you will be in charge of Emiliano Romero. He is my right hand, and he will not agree with everything I plan, but well, he will have to put up with it. On the other hand, your father disappeared from the face of the earth, we can't find him, although th
Beyond the imposition that Emiliano Romero was trying to impose on María de la Cruz, they were not going to prevent her from doing what she wanted and how she wanted. But she still took the generous trouble to listen to his ideas and in some ways sometimes considered them. She decided that the Mexican had to work for them, and at the same time the veterinarian would be in charge of it, under those terms nothing could be done.Maria De La Cruz, together with her very powerful partners had been building for a long time an event hall for their exotic parties, and they also wanted the place to be exclusive and only for VIP clients, it was very close to the inauguration of it, and she was sure that everything would go as planned.The location of the new lounge was to be secret, and it would be reached only by plane. The government near that place had sold Maria and her partners that land, but they had no ownership papers because it was a state secret, that is, in no cartography was the add
When David Del Valle realized that she was his father's mistress, they checked the cameras to see what she had done during those three days, she had not consumed drugs, she had consumed a little alcohol, but nothing more. She was staying in one of the rooms with a man, but they never took off their masks, and there had been no sexual relations between them. The behavior of both of them was certainly suspicious, she was apparently about fifty years old, well dressed, that is to say, with expensive jewelry, but the place where she was seen for the last time, was precarious, belonging to a common neighborhood, where her attire and her place of coexistence did not match at all. They wanted to investigate the man who was with her but they could not do anything because he was totally covered, he was wearing leather gloves that did not let you see the skin. Everything was too suspicious, to have a party again would draw attention and show weakness, they definitely had to change their strateg
The light of day was approaching, but luckily the child, the little one, little by little was coming out, he was taking confessions with great fear; Maria De La Cruz, stops, opens the door of the car, and invites him to get in, he agrees, he gets in with his little body, he sits down, she closes the door, that is when this story takes true hearts of love.The little one continued without saying a single word, the silence was the walls of his life, the harmony of his soul. They arrived at the mansion, together with the sunlight, they had breakfast together, she bathed him, she felt a hidden maternal warmth in the Mexican, she put a huge Emiliano Romero t-shirt on him, just to put him to bed to rest a little, and as she never went shopping, to buy him appropriate clothes for the child, and some little things more. She left the little boy in the care of the employees, and gave the strict order that Emiliano should not find out about the situation.He went to one of the most exclusive sho
Maria stood motionless with the child in her hand in the clinic of the sanatorium, she could not believe what was happening, she had finally got what she wanted so much and died, in this cruel and evil way. Anyway, he decided to do the DNA test, and then he would organize everything else. The little one had blood drawn, had tests done to see if he was in good health, and also paid a lot of money so that there would be no record of that visit. The results showed that the little one was deaf and mute, that is why he did not answer anything, and they also believed that he had autism, but the investigations had to continue because they had to measure his degree of ASD, so the visits would continue. Before leaving the clinic Maria called her security people to take care of David Del Valle's corpse, as she had a feeling that his father would appear when he heard the news, the Mexican's father was an old man of about seventy or eighty years old, his death was also near.He returns with the b
The death of David Del Valle had left Aria De La Cruz totally surprised, but the negative DNA result left her with a lot of questions. She remembered that in one of her clinics, her DNA was kept in case of any abnormal situation.When Maria De La Cruz left the clinic in the United States of America, she arrived at her mansion and decided to leave the little boy with one of her employees, she considered that it would be the most appropriate thing to protect him in Miami, since she did not want to expose the young boy in Mexico.That day she rested quietly, she did not want to overdo her energy, she knew that these adrenaline situations always led her astray. Early in the morning, she greeted the little boy with a tender kiss and left for her homeland. While she was on the flight, her business cell phone kept ringing, so she called Emiliano Romero, and told her boss to take care of everything, because she would be solving personal matters, she would rejoin the company after the next mon
María De La Cruz asks one by one if the employees carry their cell phones inside, and they answer no. She tells them that in the past, the cell phones were kept in the boxes customized for the customers. And she tells them that before the cell phones were kept in the personalized boxes for the clients, but now a device is turned on directly, and if you turn on the cell phone for a second, it breaks and never works again, this system was much better because you avoided excessive control towards the clients, and even the staff itself.- Who makes that decision about the cell phone? -asked Maria.- At the beginning David Del Valle, and then one of your partners, his name is Fernando, he is usually the one who makes the rules of the place after you. That is to say, if he gives an order and you change it, in the end you end up doing what you say. -One of the employees answers.- That's fine, thank you.He realizes that he does not know the partners as well as he seemed to, and that perhaps
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