Sergio L’Americanu

SERGIO L’AMERICANU: COSA NOSTRA

HITMAN

Sergio Dante is a man with a problem. Signor Dante is a Made Man within the Sicilian Cosa Nostra (Mafia), and gained enough respect in the Family to be promoted from Lieutenant to Captain. The orders given to him were to go to Cascadia — Seattle in particular — and keep an eye on the local families, lending them any necessary aid with wet work. His reputation as a hit man meant his superiors figured Dante could easily take care of any dirty work and eliminate any threats. Which leads to Dante’s problem: He arrived in Seattle to find there was no longer any Mafia presence there — at least not in terms of the Sicilian operation. Instead, the city was crawling with Bratva: members of the Russian Mafia. Sicily that there wasn’t any Mafia in Seattle, the response was along the lines of, “You are there, are you not?” Realizing his job single-handedly rebuild the Family in Seattle and overthrow the Bratva, Dante has worked to create his network of contacts while keeping as low a profile as he possibly can. He’s already had some brushes with the Russians, and they made it clear they didn’t appreciate his presence in the city. Fortunately, Dante was slightly better at killing than they were. All the same, he figures it’s probably smart not to stick his head out too far too soon. He’s looked to any neighbouring Family in an effort to forge some solid alliances, but the nearest one easily is the Valentini Family in Las Vegas—”easily” being a relative term in their case as well. At least he doesn’t have to go into the NAC to deal with them. But Dante can be patient. He’s decided Sabrina Valentini is a nice enough dame, and she’ll probably come through to help him secure the Cosa Nostra interests in Seattle. Eventually. Maybe. He’s hoping the chocolates and flowers he sent her will do the trick. In the meantime, Dante has used the relative freedom he now has — having been left to handle things himself — to establish a presence in Seattle as best he can: picking up contacts and informants here and there, doing “odd jobs” with a team of “freelance troubleshooters,” and eliminating any exceptionally heinous threats to his neighbourhood. The Bratva soldiers hate him. Fortunately the “civilians” he deals with on a day-to-day basis find him to be a better option than the Russians.