My name was Chris Gival. It still is but I am not called by that since I met Johnny. He was a big Godfather in New York city. My mother grew sick of cancer 3 years back and my old man died 4 years ago. I had no way to get money for her to get better at the time. I met Johnny a few weeks back when I was being hounded for money by a shark I borrowed money from to help my mother.
It was 1952, It was a time to live in the moment; everyman for himself. The streets were crownded daily, cars passing by, looking more fashionably day by day; people live, people die, the cops aren't always on our side.
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FanfictionA young man chose to be in a gang for his mother but soon got the thrill of money. now he regrets his choices as he is being charged for murder and robbery. his only hope is of guidance from an old man.
