Day 15

Until today things have went well. While I never got to personally meet the boss, waylander, I get along great with his LHM Carlito Brigante and, Louise the Squeeze, this hot little number in the family. Things have a way of turning south real fast and my fate was sealed when I sent a drug request to a man called Thrice. The request came back with a rude rebuke. A thug, new to the family, telling me to fuck off basically. Sure, I am only a wise guy but fuck him. I slam him, tell him to wise up and show a little respect. Later, after things cool down, I send another request. What I receive in return is a blatant forgery. Prices from DT but with DET spelled out. Alcohol in this DET place was going for over 1000.00. Ha! I have this punk now. No way can he forge documents and get away with it. I turn over all evidence to my chain of command. Nothing. The hothead in me starts coming out. Fuck this guy, why did he get away with this. The family rebukes me. Now I have made a big deal out of it, and was shut down hard. I was sooo close to being made and there it went. Folks are mad and I am furious. What to do now that I have set myself back so far? I fire off a letter and pin it to the HQ. Fuck him and fuck all you too it says in way too many words. I include one Epic Line: "Thrice needs to die, he can fucking start on Quatro." I buy out of waylander's family and fire off a letter to the Godfather, Adrian.

His reply has calmed me down and he has invited me to his crew. I have sat here for over 15 minutes now recounting this day and I now realize why he has brought me here. Others in the crew seemed surprised to see a wise guy. Of course they would. I cling to one hope, one purpose that I will not voice to the Godfather, yet I am sure he will fulfill. I will die, but so will Thrice, I can feel it in my bones. In that respect, I have traded what would have been my poor attempt at a shot into a Godfather's bullet.

I see him coming now, larger than life itself and carrying that pistol. This will be my last entry in this journal.

Journal of Louise-The-Squeeze, day 15

I received a letter from Bennie today. Something is wrong. Things don't seem to go well and I'm worried about him. I telephoned him but he doesn't answer, I sent a telegram and I get nothing in return. He said what he wanted to do and I hope I can stop him.

Journal of Louise-The_squeeze, day 16

Bennie never got back to me. I opened the Chicago Newspaper with great hesitation and there he was. My dear friend was put down for something he did not start. Bennie, so strong and loyal to his peers...I will never understand this. Things are stirring up with New York so I'll wait untill it's over before I talk to Carlito.