Hundred and Twenty-Four

Luciano

One thing I always hated about New York.

The fucking traffic.

Sicily had it's faults, and a lot of it, but at least most people preferred public transportation or bicycles making the car rides around the island blissfully free of any excessive traffic. New York however, was the exact opposite.

It had always been so, even with the extensive subway system, billions of dollars spent on public transport and the thousands of helicopters the Wall Street billionaires flew to work everyday, the streets were still fucking clogged up.

I guess that's what you get when you live in the biggest city in the world. Twenty million people, moving about, conducting their daily activities legal and illegal.

I still loved it, even with all New York's problems it was still where I grew up, where I learned the ways of the underworld, where I lost my virginity, killed my first man and built my empire.

It was MY home, and nothing was going to take it away from me.

Reaching for my phone, I dialled Raven