ASCENSION
| ASCENSION | |
| Alfonzo [2] | |
| S. W. Frank | |
| (2012) | |
| Rating: | ★★★★★ |
| Tags: | Romance - Suspense |
Alfonzo Diaz is a young Latino who has ascended to Capo of the Palazzo family. He must gain respect from the International Board of Directors, also known as the I.B.D, a ruthless crime syndicate founded by his grandfather who view the young American as an outsider unfamiliar with tradition or the Italian way. There's a traitor in the ranks and with a corrupt FBI agent on his tail, an undercover cop in his midst, the power struggle begins.
The fight for power becomes a high-stake game of survival when the FBI close in. Alfonzo's arrested and charged under the RICO statute. Denied bail and locked up in a Manhattan Correctional Facility is the last place Alfonzo wants to be when he's informed there's a contract out on his life. He must defend himself against a jail-house assassin and worry about his wife who has embarked on a bloody quest for vengeance. The deadly tug of war for ultimate power and title of Capo Crimini -Superboss can have but one victor!
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ASCENSION
Alfonzo
Volume
II
COPYRIGHT
January
201
2
S.W. FRANK
&
BRYCE FRANK
*
All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system in any form without prior written permission of the author.
AUTHOR’S NOTE
:
This is a work of fiction. The characters, incidents and events portrayed in this story are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead is entirely coincidental.
Acknowledgments
This book is dedicated to Bri
t
who inspires me with words of
encouragement and
her
awesome insight into the world.
To, Cam and Kris who bring levity to my life with their humor and to all those living their dream.
Special thanks to
my
musical inspiration
,
Bruno Mars,
Pitbull
and the countless talented artists who make life a beautiful dance!
-
S.W.
Frank
TABLE OF CONTENTS
CHAPTER 1
CHAPTER 2
CHAPTER 3
CHAPTER 4
CHAPTER 5
CHAPTER 6
CHAPTER 7
CHAPTER 8
CHAPTER 9
CHAPTER 10
CHAPTER 11
CHAPTER 12
CHAPTER 13
CHAPTER 14
CHAPTER 15
CHAPTER 16
CHAPTER 17
CHAPTER 18
CHAPTER 19
CHAPTER 20
CHAPTER 21
CHAPTER 22
CHAPTER 23
CHAPTER 24
CHAPTER 25
CHAPTER 26
CHAPTER 27
CHAPTER 28
CHAPTER 29
CHAPTER 30
CHAPTER 31
CHAPTER 32
CHAPTER 33
CHAPTER 34
CHAPTER 35
CHAPTER 36
CHAPTER 37
CHAPTER 38
CHAPTER 39
The Family Connection
GIACANTI CLAN
Sergio Giacanti
(
*D
eceased)
- Amelda Cecelia Pugglione
*
C
hildren
Salvatore
Pietro Giacanti
(a.k
.
a. Luzo Palazzo)
Anthony Giacanti
(a.k
.
a. Carlo Dichenzo)
Giuseppe
Giancanti
*
-killed in
Calabria
n
Massacre
?
Cecily Giacanti
*
-
killed in
Calabria
n
Massacre
Angelina Giacanti
*
–killed in
Calabria
n
Massacre
*
Calabrian
Massacre -1944
Calabria, Italy
. The
Giacanti
clan
are
believed
killed by order of Frank Monticelli for a
banker’s
ledger
given to Sergio
Giacanti
during
the time of Fascist Italy. Italy’s alliance with Nazi Germany under rule of Benito Mussolini
’s
,
NFP
.
Survivors and their offspring
PALAZZO CLAN
Salvatore
Pietro
Giacanti
ak
a
(Luzo Palazzo
)
Wife: Gina Bocelli
C
hild
ren
with Maria Diaz –Alfonzo Diaz
Children with
Natalie Luna-Gabriela & Adrianna Luna
DICHENZO CLAN
A
nthony Giacanti aka(Carlo Dichenzo)
Wife: Sophie Mila
Children
:
Guiseppe & Amelda Cecelia
THE BROWN
FAMILY
George
Brown (*Deceased)
Wife:
Darlene Brown
*
Child: Selange Brown
2nd Husband
of Darlene Brown
: Al Diaz
*
LIMA, PERU.
Navigation
through the mountainous terrain caused
N
ico’s
leg
muscles
to expand and restrict with each
exhau
s
tive
step.
He’d walked for hours in this section of
the highlands
which
could
only
be
access
ed
by foo
t due to
its under
de
ve
loped roads.
In this
isolated
region
of the Andes t
raditional
farming
practices were
done
by hand and
overworked
field animals
.
An
odo
ro
us
stench emanating from the beasts of burden
drew large flies hovering
above
and
at times
feasting
up
on their
furry
flesh
.
These were scenes
omitted from attractive
touris
t brochures
. This
part
of the Andes
exist
ed
in pace with itself
;
a
stark
contrast to the
progressive
main
cities
where modernization brought pleasurable amenities
, tourism, and
a
less
laborious
life
.
Nico’s Quecha
was passable
and
he managed to
follow the
Misti’s
directions
without
going further
into the Amazon Basin
.
Locating
Freddie
became
a professional obsession. He’d devoted nearly two
y
ears to th
is
singular task
. After numerous false leads his brother
Vincent
became discouraged,
abandoned the search and
return
ed
to Puerto Rico
.
Nico
decided to continue pursuit of the elusive
shadow
but Freddie did not
remain
in
one location
long
. A
hefty
contract on
h
is
life
and
being featured on the FBI’s
most
wanted
accounted for that. The man
was literally a
ghost
, completely falling off the
grid.
No
credit card transactions,
big purchase items, nothing except rumored sightings. He
maintained a
low-profile, constantly chang
ing
his appearance and master
ing
the art of assimilation wherever he traveled. Th
is
densely populated area
and terrain
provided
him
a
natural concealment.
This latest tip
from a biologist
about
a recluse
; a man
fitting Freddie’s description living in
the bowels of
Lim
a
, i
f th
e
information panned out, Nico
could finally
return to his Capo Crimini with a souvenir from
t
h
e
long
hunt
ing expedition
and his family
.
A
capybara
,
or what
’s
known in the region as a ronsoco
,
grazed a few kilometers
away. Nico wrinkled his nose. They were herbivores, therefore
not dangerous
but the sight of
such
a large rodent made his skin crawl. He wiped the sweat from his forehead
after
stopp
ing
to
catch his breath
. The
arduous journey through the thick brush
left him slightly dehydrated
. He
took
several
swig
s
of water
from
the
canteen
, dabbed
water on his face
then
trudged forward
in the
shaded jungle
.
He pressed on through the dense forest and insect infested foliage until he reached a small clearing. A sweaty palm pushed aside the oblong leaves of an Abiu tree to peer at an old stone structure shielded by vines. From a perfunctory glance it
appeared abandoned, exactly as the Misti in the farm village described.
A
plain, single
story cement structure covered with vines. The sound of a generator rumbled noisily
and
attracted attention
to
the
otherwise nondescript
abode.
Apparently,
even
Freddie was un
willing
to
forego electricity.