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TO KEEP AN EMPIRE

TO KEEP AN EMPIRE

Yechii

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In the heart of a city ruled by power and fear, the De-Rossi family stands as an unshakable force. Led by Vince De-Rossi , they've weathered countless storms, but nothing could prepare them for the arrival of a shadowy assassin known only as The Ghost. Hired by their sworn enemies, the Giovannis, The Ghost is a phantom of death, leaving a trail of bodies in his wake and turning the De-Rossi family's world into a deadly game of cat and mouse. As alliances crumble and betrayal lurks around every corner, Vince must navigate a labyrinth of danger, using every resource at his disposal to protect his family from an unseen enemy. But The Ghost is more than just a hired gun-he's a force of nature, a relentless predator who knows no fear and has no limits. In a tale of loyalty, vengeance, and survival, the De-Rossi family is pushed to their breaking point. With their lives hanging by a thread, they must confront the darkest shadows of their past and face an adversary who knows their every move. As the clock ticks down and the final confrontation looms, Vince and his brothers must decide how far they're willing to go to protect what's theirs-and if they're ready to pay the ultimate price. In this explosive mafia thriller, trust is a luxury, and survival is the only option. The battle for the city is over, but for the Rossi family, the war has just begun.

Chapter 1 12:00p.m

The city of New Haven never slept, not in the way most people thought. Beneath its bustling streets and glowing skyscrapers lay a dark, dark underbelly. A world where deals were made in whispers, and lives were bought and sold with the nod of a head. This was the world of the De-Rossi crime family, a syndicate whose influence stretched from the highest political offices to the grimiest slums and alleyways.

At the heart of it all was Vincente "Vince" De-Rossi, the ruthless yet charismatic leader who commanded fear and respect in equal measure. Vince had built his empire from the ground up, learning early that power was the only currency that mattered. Everyone owed him and he made sure not to owe anyone, it was this way that he had managed to keep New Haven firmly in his grasp. And now, as he stood on the balcony of his penthouse suite, he knew that that power was slipping through his fingers.

The analogue clock on the wall struck 12:00 PM. Vincente De-Rossi stared at it, lost in thought, knowing that the next twenty-four hours would determine the fate of his empire, everything he had ever worked for stood in the balance. He had received a tip-off that the federal authorities were closing in on his operations, and if he didn't act fast, everything he had worked for would be gone. Years and years of murdering, maiming, threatening, kidnapping and even blackmailing would all unravel because of a single, unplugged leak... a rat that had gone singing to the wrong ears. Vincente had little time to uncover the snitch and was hard-pressed for solutions.

In the dimly lit war room, Vince's most trusted lieutenants gathered. There was Salvatore "Sally" Mancini, the enforcer with an obsession for brutality; Marco "The Brain" Montana, the strategic mastermind behind all operations; and Isabella "Izzy" Moretti, Vince's right-hand, confidante and mistress.

"We have less than a day to figure out who's behind this leak and silence them...permanently," Vince declared, his voice steady despite the tension in his chest. "Sally, I need you to tighten security around our key locations and move all the cash to my safe houses, I do not care whether they have been counted and washed yet. Marco, find out which of our guys have been talking. Izzy, I need you to reach out to our contacts in the FBI and get me some answers, someone has to know something."

Izzy nodded, her sharp eyes already calculating their next move. "On it. But Vince, we need to be careful. If we're too aggressive, we might tip them off and cause them to speed up their plans."

Vince rubbed his temples, feeling the weight of his decisions. "I know Izzy, I know. But we don't have a choice. This is our only shot to protect everything we've built." He said and gave a short nod at each of them, indicating they could leave.

As the team dispersed, Vince stayed behind, staring at the map of New Haven pinned to the wall. He traced his finger along the routes that connected his various operations-the docks, the warehouses, the nightclubs. Each one was a vital artery in the lifeblood of his empire, he couldn't afford to lose any and as things stood, he couldn't figure out where the feds were most likely to hit. Stakes were at the highest they had ever been and Vince was not happy about it.

Sal was the first to leave the war room, his mind already on the task at hand. He made his way to the estate's security hub, where a dozen screens showed live feeds from security cameras at all of the De-Rossi family's key locations. He barked orders to the guards, ensuring that every entrance and exit was secured. He knew the importance of locking down their operations; if the feds were coming and if it came down to a firefight, they needed to be ready. Picking up his phone, he began to make calls to their various cash outfits, instructing them, just like Vince had directed, to begin to move all the money to the heavily guarded, well hidden safe houses across the city.

Meanwhile, Marco Leone settled into his small, windowless office. His desk was cluttered with papers and surveillance photos, each one a piece of the puzzle he was trying to solve. Marco was the brains of the operation, the one who saw patterns where others saw chaos. As he sifted through reports and footage, a troubling thought began to form in his mind: someone on the inside, maybe even in the highest echelon was working against them. Marco was worried, really worried.

Izzy Moretti, the smooth operator of the group, made her way to her private office. She had cultivated relationships with key players in law enforcement. She had a number of tools at her disposal, some monetary and others a little more physical, and now she needed to cash in on those chips...all of them. Her heart pounded as she dialed the number of her most reliable contact, Special Agent Tom Wallace.

"Wallace," came the gruff voice on the other end of the line.

"Tom, it's Izzy. We need to talk," she said, her tone urgent but controlled.

There was a pause before Wallace replied. "What do you need, Izzy?"

"I need to know if there's any chatter about a major operation targeting us. Something big is going down, and we need to be ready for it."

Wallace sighed. "You know I can't just give you classified information Izzy, we don't just go around seeing these things on our daily memos."

"I'm not asking for all the specs, just a heads-up. You owe me, Tom."

Another pause. "Alright, I'll see what I can find out. But you didn't hear it from me."

"Thanks, Tom. I appreciate it."

As Izzy hung up the phone, she couldn't shake the feeling that they were running out of time. She quickly drafted a message to Vince, updating him on her progress.

Vince's phone buzzed with Izzy's message as he stepped out onto the balcony of his penthouse. The city stretched out before him, a glittering maze of opportunities and threats. He read the message and then dialled a number on his phone.

"Frankie, it's Vince. I need you to put some extra eyes on our operations. No one moves without my say-so, got it?"

Frankie "The Fox" Romano was the head of Vince's surveillance team, a man with an uncanny ability to blend into the background while noticing everything. He acknowledged the order with a brief, "Got it, boss."

Vince ended the call and took a deep breath. The pieces were moving into place, but he knew this was only the beginning. The clock was ticking, and he needed to stay one step ahead of whoever was trying to bring him down.

Back in the war room, Marco's suspicions were growing. He pulled up the personnel files of their key operatives, looking for any signs of betrayal. He cross-referenced their recent activities with known law enforcement movements, searching for patterns. His gut told him there was a mole, but he needed proof.

Sal continued his rounds, personally checking in with the guards at each location. He was a man of action, preferring to deal with threats head-on and if he was being honest, part of him hoped for a little altercation. As he walked through the estate's underground garage, he spotted a suspicious black sedan parked near the exit, its windows and windshield were all tinted dark. His instincts kicked in, and he approached the car cautiously, hand on his gun.

"Hey! This is private property, off-limits," he barked.

The driver, a nervous-looking young man, fumbled with his phone. "I-I'm just a delivery guy. Wrong address."

Sal narrowed his eyes. "Get out of here. Now."

The driver didn't need to be told twice. As the car sped away, Sal made a mental note to tighten the vetting process for all deliveries.

At the same time, Izzy received a call back from Tom Wallace. "Izzy, I've got something. There's talk of a joint task force planning a raid tonight. They're keeping the details tight, I can't tell where or exactly when, but it's big."

"Thanks, Tom. You're a lifesaver."

Izzy quickly relayed the information to Vince and the rest of the team. Vince's jaw tightened as he read the message. "Alright, people. We have a timeframe. It's not exact but it's enough. No one slacks off tonight. Let's make sure we're ready."

The clock now ticked closer to 1:00 PM and everyone in the De-Rossi family was on high alert. Vince gathered his team once more, outlining their next steps. "We need to stay ahead of this. Sal, double the security at key locations. Marco, keep digging for that mole. Izzy, keep the lines of communication open with our contacts."

They nodded in agreement, their resolve steeled by Vince's leadership. The next hours to come would be a test of their loyalty, cunning, and strength. And in the end, only the strongest would survive.

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