The underground world of New Atlantica had been divided for years. The good news was, this was a town that had it all; the prostitution cartel the drug trafficking ring the loan sharks and the illegal gambling. The bad news was the crime families of the town were at war.
The war was ravaging and bodies were piling up as weeks went by. The police was turning a blind eye to the whole situation, to put it mildly and were letting the families sort things out by themselves.
There was one family which was building up its reputation quite admirably. It was one of the oldest crime families in town and the family patriarch, a certain Mr Anthony Cacaveras, was imposing his rule of authority, as viciously as he could. He was not a man who would shy away from getting his hands dirty and his personal stamp was becoming even more apparent as the crime rampage was escalating in town.
Both Drake and I knew that it was only a matter of time before the superhero and arch villain crossed roads. And we needed to get prepared; for what was coming ...
The war was ravaging and bodies were piling up as weeks went by. The police was turning a blind eye to the whole situation, to put it mildly and were letting the families sort things out by themselves.
There was one family which was building up its reputation quite admirably. It was one of the oldest crime families in town and the family patriarch, a certain Mr Anthony Cacaveras, was imposing his rule of authority, as viciously as he could. He was not a man who would shy away from getting his hands dirty and his personal stamp was becoming even more apparent as the crime rampage was escalating in town.
Both Drake and I knew that it was only a matter of time before the superhero and arch villain crossed roads. And we needed to get prepared; for what was coming ...
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