America: Starting with the Last Liberty

"Young Master Martin was murdered, and Mr. Bonanno became like this after he learned of this."

Luca lowered his head as he spoke, his face full of self-reproach.

This guy realized that it was very likely because of the information he had given that old Martin had become the way he was now.

Black Sonny opened his mouth, somewhat incredulous.

"What the hell! Who was it? Which bastard did this?!"

Because the words were spoken so loudly, the nurse in the operating room came out and glared at the man in black.

"Keep quiet, don't interfere with the doctors' efforts to save the patient!"

"I'm sorry, I'll be quiet!"

Black Sonny quickly apologized, then lowered his voice and asked Luca.

"Mr. Pastore, do you know who did it?"

Luca did not answer. On the one hand, he was still blaming himself, and on the other hand, he also felt that there were doubts about the Irish gang killing Martin.

Francis answered Blackson with an air of unquestionable authority.

"Sonny, it was the Irish who did it."

Black Sonny instantly flew into a rage, but he remembered the nurse's warning, so he kept his voice down.

"Fuck! I'm going to kill that Irishman right now!"

At that moment, a man about the same age as Luca called out to Black Sonny.

"Sonny, we haven't even confirmed whether the Irish were behind it!"

However, another man of the same age refuted this.

"Who else could it be but Irish? Didn't Luca say there were Irish gang markings at the scene?"

These two old men, like Luca, are the second-in-commands of the Bonanno family.

"Antonio, have you lost your mind? If it was the Irish, why would they leave their marks? Were they afraid we wouldn't be able to find them?"

This is also the idea of ​​some people within the Bonanno family.

On the one hand, these people felt there were indeed suspicious points, and on the other hand, they did not want to start a war with the Irish mafia.

During this period, the Irish mafia was far more ruthless than the Mafia. Many Mafia members had become accustomed to a comfortable life and had long lost their ambition.

"Felice, what do you mean? Don't you want to avenge Master Martin?"

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The two old men started arguing as if no one else was around, and Black Sonny and Francis, who were standing nearby, couldn't stop them at all.

"Quiet! If you can't quiet down, get out!"

The operating room door opened again, and the nurse's words silenced Antonio and Felice once more.

To prevent the two from arguing again, Luca quickly stepped in to mediate.

"This is not the time to argue! The Bonanno family is in its most dangerous moment, and you're still thinking about fighting? Do you want to make yourselves a laughingstock?"

Antonio and Felice glared at each other, then each let out a cold snort.

Luca felt exhausted. These were things that Old Martin was supposed to do, but now they had fallen on his shoulders.

"We will definitely find out who killed Young Master Martin. The most important task now is to maintain stability within the family and prevent anything from happening before Mr. Bonanno regains his senses!"

The dozen or so men in black in the corridor fell silent.

Suddenly, one of the team leaders said something.

"What if Mr. Bonanno doesn't regain consciousness?"

Francis immediately berated the team leader.

"Angelo, what are you saying! The Godfather will surely awaken! God will surely bless this devout man!"

Angelo realized he had said the wrong thing and immediately shrank into a corner.

At that moment, the operating room door opened, and a doctor came out.

Sofia quickly went up to him to inquire about the treatment results.

"Doctor, how is my husband doing now?"

"The situation is not optimistic! Although Mr. Bonanno's vital signs have stabilized after timely rescue, there are currently no signs of recovery from his cerebrovascular accident (stroke)."

"Do you mean my husband will be in a coma for a long time?"

"I think so, unless God performs a miracle."

After saying that, the doctor took Old Martin, who was lying on a mobile hospital bed, to the intensive care unit.

The men in black in the corridor all stood close to the wall with their heads bowed, making way for the head of the Bonanno family.

Sofia followed behind her husband, her face displaying a complex expression of hatred, joy, and confusion.

Clearly, the relationship between this dark-haired woman and old Martin was not as perfect as it appeared to outsiders.

Luca only spoke after old Martin had been sent away.

"In short, everyone get back to your posts and do what you're supposed to do, be on the lookout for possible incursions from other gangs, and wait for Mr. Bonanno's message. Now, everyone disperse!"

Most of the team leaders left the corridor with heavy hearts, leaving only the three second-in-commands: Francis and Black Sonny.

Black Sonny was able to stay because he still had things to report.

"Sonny, what are you doing here?"

"Mr. Pastore, it's about the work Mr. Bonanno assigned me. We're making progress, but..."

Luca rubbed his temples.

"Okay, you can go out now. I'll come find you to handle this later."

"Yes, Mr. Pastore."

Black Sonny turned and left.

The four people standing in the corridor are the current high-ranking members of the Bonanno family.

Luca spoke first.

"As you can see, Mr. Bonanno doesn't know when he'll wake up. We need someone to temporarily take charge of the family affairs. Let's vote. I will act as an overseer and not participate in the vote. You three can choose one person."

Luca has never had much ambition, so he is trusted by Martin. Everyone knows he is a good-natured person, so they agree to his neutrality.

Francis, Felice, and Antonio's eyes all began to gleam.

Although it was only a temporary power to handle affairs, with Martin Jr.'s death and Martin Sr.'s stroke, this power had become almost equivalent to that of the leader.

After a few minutes of silence, Felice volunteered.

"Gentlemen, I am the oldest among those present, and I believe only I can shoulder this responsibility. I vote for myself!"

Francis narrowed his eyes and then glanced furtively at Antonio beside him, just as Antonio was looking at him at the same time.

After exchanging a glance, the two quickly looked away, and then Antonio spoke.

"I believe this responsibility should be shouldered by the younger generation! It's time for the Bonanno family to rejuvenate, otherwise they may fall behind the times! Moreover, Francis has been helping Mr. Bonanno with his affairs and is very experienced, so I vote for him."

Felice looked at Antonio with an expression as if he were seeing him for the first time.

"Antonio, what nonsense are you talking about?"

However, Luca agreed with Antonio's statement.

"Indeed, the family needs to rejuvenate. We old bones will retire sooner or later, so why not cultivate some young blood! Francis, you will be in charge of family affairs for the time being."

"Yes, Mr. Luca."

This marked a dramatic change for the Bonanno family, a major force in the Los Angeles underworld.