Joseph Moretti

5'10" Italy Born - Fresh of the boat.  I'm a business man.  Not because I want to be but because I have to be.  I was born and raised in Sicily.  My father beat me but my mother raised me right.  That smuck had his death coming to him when I turned 18 and illegally fled to the Americas.  I soon then found a "job" that fit my standards.  Usually, people die by me.  It's an occupational hazard.  Not by choice but because I have to.  The boss says they need something done, I do it.

Now,  I do involve myself in legal works too.  I usually head myself into raw deliveries or I head to my buddies store and help him do some butchering.  I try to look my best when I'm down on the streets because I definitely feel like upkeep is a key!  To be honest, the streets of Los Angeles and New York are my favorites because of all the lights.  You see in Sicily where I was born there wasn't a whole lot of flashy bright lights.  It was all corner stores of who knows who.  Definitely miss the home land but honestly America is somewhere I choose to stay.  My life here in the Americas caused me to be happier.  I finally got my Visa approved to be legal.  

Back to what I was saying about my growing up in the Boot of Italy.  My father passed away do to some "unfortunate events".  He got into a family that he told my mother that he could handle.  But when a delivery went hay-wire all of it went bad.  Got shot twice in the head and it was all over the news.  Needless to say,  we were definitely upset but we were mostly embarrassed.  The police showed up and gave us the whats-what and than all the sudden the family showed up and gave me some words.  I ended up joining the Family.  The Gambinos.  I was in a small town called Rockford.  He brought me in as a small nobody and worked my way up in the family.  But at the point I realized the family was full of ups and downs and wasn't worth my time.  I quickly left to the Lucianos family.  They backed me up and eventually we took them out like  nobodies business.  Talk about some revenge. 

On that topic, I again worked my way up the Luciano family like white on rice.  Quicker than ever if i say myself.  I became the Don's right hand man and I literally guided the hand of death myself.  Not to long after,  The Don disappeared.  I got a call on my phone one day from an unknown number.  Probably a payphone because that's what the families do to not get caught.  Anyways, he told me he wasn't coming back ... and to tell the family he passed away in Cancun on a vacation.  He gave me his blessing before his "passing" and told me to run the family in his absence. So since then I had been running the family flawlessly.

Couple years passed and we've reached 2018 in the land of the free.  Completely left my pass into New York!  I met some friends on the way but I know this city has been doing some good to me.  I've found some clean work and some fat cash while I'm here and trying to make another living.  Hopefully I can finally take a sit down and make an actually family.  I need to relax and live it up in the New City.