Don Francis, the head of Pennsylvania crime family didn't have sweet relations with Don Hobbie Brown. Since the time they started Hobbie made a few rivals with many crime families with whom, his hitman would go and settle the fights. But Hobbie nowadays was planning to build a relationship with them, good relationships. "It is too hard for me to hold a grudge against anyone Hagen, now I want to be friends with all those I had avoided my hand, let's make some new friends," said Hobbie, Harry nodded his head in agreement when Hobbie said, "Do you have a grudge against anyone?" Hobbie asked, "I do have a grudge on someone, but I do want to crush it down and finish it, how long can someone be so bitter about one thing, so let things go," said Harry, "But are you fine?" Hobbie insisted Harry tell him but Harry denied it.
The two went to the local bar to meet Don Francis who had been looking forward to seeing Hobbie. Francis was a man with a huge ego, for he thought his enemies should lie in his fist. "How are you, Francis?" Hobbie greeted the Don when the Don greeted him in turn, "Doing good, how about you Brown, hope business is good," Hobbie knew what Francis meant, "No, my business is great, wanted to do a venture with you, is your cocaine business wealthy?" Hobbie clearly offered Francis his hand, hand for friendship. Harry stood there and watch all these transactions taking place. "Well, Don Hobbie Brown my cocaine business is doing great, and so great that I can avoid a venture for now. I hope you understand Don," said Francis following a smirk. Hobbie smiled and replied, "Well, if that's the case then I am speechless, it was a nice meeting," and both the parties shook hands, but the hand Hobbie offered Francis was rejected. "Now what?" Harry asked and Hobbie looked at Francis sitting in the car, "You want me to make him sleep?" Harry asked. "Vengeance, my friend, is a tool for an idiot, I don't want you to kill him, I have better plans," said Hobbie with a smirk.
Clearly Hobbie's agenda of reconciling failed, so he had new plans, "When someone rejects the hand you offer it is normal to be angry and have a grudge against them, but that doesn't mean clearly be all this foolish and go kill them! keep calm, take a breath and learn the game," said Hobbie in his car while talking to Harry, "They would return one day and regret their decision, and then they would offer a hand, now what will you do when they offer their hand?" said Hobbie, "I would decline, give them taste of their own medicine," said Harry, "Bloody hell!" said Hobbie and started laughing, "You don't decline them, my friend, if you decline them, then they are your equal, that is of no use then, but if you accept their offer, they become indebted to you and you rise above them, and when you rise above them, you can make them do anything you want," said Hobbie with a smile. So this was Hobbie's new plan, but how would he make Francis regret his decisions, "I want you to bomb his alcohol factory after a month, if you do it now, he would suspect us but after a month it would be a mystery for him," said Hobbie.
Harry after a month did as he was told, he hired a few men and made this bombing possible and Francis suffered this huge loss. Francis never came to know who did this all when he appointed a few goons to figure out who did all this but they never would know. "Now it's turn for the next step," said Hobbie, Don Francis made an appointment with Hobbie as soon as he could, and the two met in the same local bar. "My alcohol business failed Hobbie, I need your help, you offered me a venture in the cocaine business could we do it now? I have a huge debt to pay to Teamsters, try to understand," said Francis in lower pitch which was usually not his tone. "I understand my friend, and don't worry that offer is still on, but I will have to make some adjustment in my expenses," said Hobbie, "No problem Hobbie, but are we friends now?" asked Francis offering a hand to Hobbie, "I don't even remember when we were enemies Francis!" and Hobbie shook that hand. Harry was amazed by this transaction and gave a big smile to Hobbie who smiled back. "That is how you deal, never show your palm," Harry thought.
For a next few months, Harry and Hobbie continued the same business in an attempt to be the superpower of crime world. Don Vito was someone was on the power throne right now, and he had achieved all this in fair measures, while Hobbie decided to get all this with his deception. They continued making offers, some families would reconcile and Hobbie would be happy that they did, but those who had big egos would have to pay for it. Harry would ruin thier business, overpower their labor, wreak havoc and bring them to a loss and Hobbie would enjoy his profit. They continued the same for an year after which Harry had his sister and Tom's marriage.
On their wedding day, Don Vito arrived as he promised, Vito these days was planning to stay in Brooklyn for an year or more and thus would find an opportunity to venture. Now this was a huge obstacle in Hobbie's path of success but no doubt he respected Vito. Harry and Vito sat down in a lobby and chattered while the couple was enjoying thier cake with uncle Hobbie. "I suspect our friend is on something wrong, what is it Harry?" asked Vito who was suspicious of Hobbie behaving differently since he arrived, "Nothing so serious, we just have been doing our business Vito," said Harry, "But what makes you think he is hiding something,", "I like reading people's face, and when they are on something, I smell it. I am not a fool Harry," said Vito, "And I never doubted that," said Harry. "Whatever you both are up to, make sure it doesn't cross our paths, and every one gets as much they require, nothing more, and nothing less, otherwise a war! and I know you know that," said Vito. "I know, and I will make sure," said Harry. Don Vito, Don Hobbie, and Harry blessed the happily married couple, Tom and Elicia and Oliver clicked a picture of the two with the three big family heads.
For the next two years, Don Vito stayed in the city when Hobbie and Harry had to slow down on thier business, but they were still able to make some amount of profit in these two years. One evening, Harry went back home and was tired of all the stress and work he was doing with Hobbie when he laid himself on a couch. But before he could take a nap the his telephone's bell rang up. "Who the fuck is that now!" Harry gathered some strength to get up and go ahead to talk.
"Hello, who is this?"
"Are you Harry Hagen?"
"Yes, it is me, who are you?"
"Harry, it's a bad news, you would die very soon," and hearing this, Harry's eyes grew big.
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