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Gangster
By: Lorenzo Carcaterra , John Steven GurneyeBook Publisher: Random House
Imprint: Random House Publishing Group
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Love. Violence. Destiny. These powerful themes ricochet through Lorenzo Carcaterra's new novel like bullets from a machine gun. In Gangster, he surpasses even his bestselling Sleepers to create a brutal and brilliant American saga of murder, forgiveness, and redemption.
Born in the midst of tragedy and violence and raised in the shadow of a shocking secret, young Angelo Vestieri chooses to flee both his past and his father to seek a second family--the criminals who preside over early 20th century New York. In his bloody rise from soldier to mob boss, he encounters ever more barbaric betrayals--in friendship, in his brutal business, in love-- yet simultaneously comes to understand the meaning of loyalty, the virtue of relationships, and gains a perspective on the lonely, if powerful, life he has chosen.
As the years pass, as enemies are made and defeated, as wars are fought and won, the old don meets an abandoned boy who needs a parent as much as protection. By taking Gabe under his wing and teaching him everything he knows, Angelo Vestieri will learn, in the winter of his life, which is greater: his love for the boy he cherishes, or his need to be a gangster and to live by the savage rules he helped create.
A sweeping panoramic with riveting characters, a unique understanding of the underworld philosophy, and a relentless pace, Gangster travels through the time of godfathers and goodfellas to our own world of suburban Sopranos. But this is more than just an authentic chronicle of crime. Setting a new standard for this acclaimed author, Gangster is a compassionate portrait of one man's fight against his fate--and an unforgettable epic of a family, a city, a century.
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| Title of eBook: Gangster | |
| Release Date: 07-30-2002 | |
| Publisher: Random House Publishing Group |
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| Parent title | Gangster |
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| Encrypted (DRM) | Yes |
| SKU | 9780345459541 |
| File size | 450 |
| Internet Security | n/a |
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Gangster
Excerpt
Summer, 1996
I had come to watch him die.
His head sank into the center of the pillow, his face an ominous yellow, paper-thin eyelids closed. IV lines and a heart monitor were wired to his frail body, the veins on each arm were a thick purple. A thin blue sheet covered his chest; long hands, more bone than skin, rested flat across its top. He took in slow breaths, gurgles working their way from throat to nose, the rank odor of death floating through the room like seaside fog.
I pushed an ugly metal chair against the side of a cold radiator and sat down, my back to the dark city sky. It was late, well past visiting hours, but the duty nurses let me stay, waving aside the rules for the dying man in room 617B, adopting the indifferent manner he had used to ignore society's demands for the bulk of his life. They walked in at regular intervals, easing their way past the two guards who sat erect just outside the door, their starched whites stretched by slightly expanding waistlines. They checked his blood pressure, monitored the IV's and pumped in extra doses of painkiller with thin needles hidden in the front pockets of their uniforms.
He had been in the hospital for four weeks and a priest had twice been called to administer last rites.
"If he pulls through and you need me again, just call the parish," the priest said in a raspy voice that sounded more than eager to do God's work. "It's just down the street."
"You've been here twice," I said as gently as I could. "That's more than enough."
"He needs to die in a state of grace." The priest looked across the bed, his liver-patched fingers shaking as they folded a p
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