City of Gangsters: City of Gangsters
Father And Son
"My name is Carlo Genovese"
Colinham was silent for a moment after Don introduced himself, his stomach was nauseous, his legs trembled his body became limp, and fear began to take hold of him slowly.
Of course colinham knew who 'Carlo Genovese' was the name that often appeared in newspaper news in 1916 during the chaos of the underworld on eastbay. An alleged head criminal, an Italian businessman who founded the Nexi.C o company, is engaged in the garment and food industries.
Colinham still remembers the picture of the Italian man's face in the newspapers that year, although Don now looks older, but his face does not change too much. Only thin wrinkles began to grow in some indentations of his face.
the head of the agency recalled his disrespectful demeanor, he cursed his own stupidity, his survival instincts had been in action his brain reflexively told him to apologize before it was too late, with Colinham stammering open his mouth "s-s-sung-guh tu-an Car-lo aaku t-don't know if it's you" she tremblingly sits on the sofa opposite the Don, with a glass table giving distance between them.
Don Carlo confirmed his sitting position "What's wrong with you mister colinham?, why do you look so nervous" asked Don Carlo casually.
"**-no, yes moh-on ma-af de-ng-an yes-ng I said before" replied colinham.
"Forgot that, let's talk carefully, I came here at Mayer's request, as you said earlier you'd let him go if he paid you a million dollars" don said with still maintaining decency in each of his words. He then gestured for tessio to place the suitcase he was carrying on the table.
"Here are six hundred thousand dollars, the rest I'll pay you by check" Don kept opening the briefcase. A million dollars is not a big amount for a millionaire like Don Carlo.
Colinham gawked looking at the pile of money in front of him, he gulped, not a feeling of pleasure or happiness because he was going to be a millionaire that there was only fear, he was gulping, not a feeling of pleasure or happiness because he was going to be a millionaire that there was only fear, he did not know what Don would do after he received such a large sum of money. How could a man like Don Carlo willingly give up a million dollars just like that.
"Sorry with what I said before it's just an American joke, you don't have to pay me that much" Colinham said.
"Then how much should I pay?"
"Fifty thousand dollars, that's enough"
Don Carlo then smiled, he thrust his hand out to shake hands, fearfully and trembling colinham accepted it.
Don said "You're a good-natured man" in a tone of flattery as he took fifty thousand dollars from his suitcase. He put the money on the table.
Colinham stood up to the cupboard, and returned to his place with a paper containing the termination of the contract in his hand. He then put it on the table, Colinham then signed the paper as a sign of agreement. After that Don takes care of the file and tells tessio to bring back his suitcase.
The Don's black eyes stared at colinham's face, making colinham shudder in horror even though Don still looked calm and friendly but the gaze he directed seemed intimidating to his interlocutor, "If the things that happen in this room spread to the public, and rumors that do not wear and affect the career of Mayer, then the first person I will look for is you, I hope you keep that in your head" Don threatened, usually he always offers tin or silver when negotiating, but specifically for colinham he only offers tin to the old agency's head. There was no offer of friendship for the arrogant old man.
"I get it, I'm gonna shut up"
"Good" Don put back on his black fedora hat and got up from the couch, and said, "I won't linger here, Mr. Colinham, nice to meet you" Don then lifted his fedora hat as a farewell gesture.
"Yes, I apologize for my disrespect" Colinham bowed his head to Don, a gesture he had never done in his entire life, despite his yelling pride, but he had to, he doesn't want to deal with people like Don Carlo.
Now that the business was done, they walked towards the rental car, in the middle of the tessio journey breaking the silence.
"Where are we going now, Don?,"
"We're going home but before that I want to stop by the shopping center first to buy some dresses for carmela" replied Don, don pampering his youngest child very much, probably because he is a girl, maybe, in contrast to his brother Don did not pamper them too much but still paid paternal attention to his sons. Don is a good father to his family.
#-Paul Castelano, afternoon pier, northern Harlem
On the day of Don's visit to New York there had been protests at the dock, the protests were carried out by the trade union which had been under the auspices of the Genovese family, they complain that the wages they receive are not comparable to the work they do from morning to evening without a day off.
The Genovese family had long controlled the trade unions, they benefited greatly from it, Genovese provided workers to companies in need of workers at low wages, and they will get a share of the wages paid, they take a share of almost half of the wages of workers under the pretext, services because the workers get jobs and guarantees of protection.
Genovese also used his trade unions for their benefit, involving them in illegal and legal businesses run by Genovese, and as a political bargaining power for parties who want to take a lot of votes in the election of mayors, councils and district heads.
Of course it was the weapons and businesses that gave many advantages to the families, and now they are protesting at the docks with the threat of a mass strike. The workers who protested were mostly old people, who had not undergone much change in their income and life despite their long work.
That is just a side factor, the trigger is a contractor company that uses the services of this trade union is bankrupt and the workers do not get their wages for one week, he said, this incident occurred one day after the Don went to Newyork, the owner of the company fled the city avoiding responsibility, and also fearing threats from the mafia family. All that escaped the attention of Castelano in charge of the Harlem region, he would not have expected the protests to grow even though he had previously given a small amount of compensation to the affected workers. Or maybe it was because it made them dare to protest.
Don and Leo are not at home, he has to take care of the matter himself, first he has to meet the man who is the leader of the workers.
The big man walked on foot following Enzo, Varoni and 3 of his other men, from his office in an apartment block that houses an alcohol distillery located opposite the pier.
But arriving at the pier parking lot her footsteps were blocked by a 17-year-old teenager, straight hair with a face similar to Don's, wearing a white shirt with a loosened tie gives the child a delinquent impression.
He was Frank Genovese Don Carlo's second son, no matter what business he came here with two bodyguards behind him.
"Sir Castelano how are you?" Frank asked as he reached out his hand to shake hands.
Castelano looked at Frank's face, and smiled, "my good news is Frankie, why did you come here?" Ask Castelano.
"I was just walking around in Harlem and happened to see the crowds here, I think the situation is chaotic isn't it Mr Castelano?"
Castelano frowned upon hearing that, Castelano was not as ingenious as tessio, but Castelano knew there was a specific purpose to Frank's speech, he doubted the words of the Don's second son. He must have come because of something, especially Frankie is a person who is interested in the family business.
"As you can see"
Frank breathed, "My dad doesn't exist so I thought we'd sort this out together" this could be the first stage for Frank to jump into family business, he already had his own plan to take care of this mess quickly - a plan that his father might never agree to. Frank is a person who is frontal, easy to emotion, and willing to take direct action, because of his nature he brings a reputation for himself in the family and in the underworld for the future.
