The Charismatic Charlie Wade Chapter 5537

As Charlie spoke, a plan crystallized in his mind.

Having been in New York for this long, certain issues demanded a thorough resolution. With the Zano
family’s reach extending into Chinatown, encompassing Hogan’s decades of hard work, there was no
room for self-restraint.

He turned to Jordan, his tone resolute, “Jordan, change into those chef’s clothes and join me.”

Jordan’s gaze darted to the five imposing figures of the Burning Angels. “Mr. Wade, what about them?”
he inquired urgently.

“Dispatch them, one bullet at a time. Make every shot count,” Charlie affirmed, a steely determination in
his voice. The five stood, trembling with fear. They never fathomed that the once-bullied cook, who
wouldn’t even dare to breathe too loud, now harbored a resolute intent to end them all.

Witnessing Jordan’s unwavering resolve, Charlie’s smile curled slightly. “It’s premature to end them now.
Let Uncle Hogan and Casey Vigo keep a close watch. Once their affairs conclude, we’ll revisit this,” he
advised.

Hogan wasted no time, seeking guidance, “Master, what’s your strategy? Is there something I should
tend to?”

Charlie’s grin persisted. “No, Uncle Hogan. When Jordan and I depart, lock up shop and await our return.
Should any trouble arise, and someone with a keen eye stirs up strife, use these five as leverage and
summon Micheala immediately.”

In New York, there was nothing beyond Michaela’s grasp. Not just some gangsters, even the Zano family
paled before her. Yet, Jagoan preferred not to invoke her aid. Her intervention would dampen the intrigue
of the matter. Still, he recognized his limitations. Taking Jordan to meet the Zano family meant fortifying
the roast goose shop against potential threats from other Burning Angel members.



Hogan grasped Jagoan’s intention promptly and nodded in approval. Jagoan then turned to Casey Vigo,
inquiring, “You’ve been in New York for years. What’s your intel on the Zano clan? their location,
headcount, and the leader’s name?”

“Long Island houses the Zano family,” Casey Vigo reported promptly. “They hold sway in the mafia,
boasting a significant populace. I’d reckon at least ten members. The present patriarch is Antonio Zano.”

“Good,” Jagoan acknowledged, turning to Hogan. “I’ll take Jordan to the Zano Manor. If all goes well, I’ll
return within two hours.”

“Please exercise caution, Young Master,” Hogan implored.

***

The Zano family, hailing from Sicily, had lorded over New York for decades. Deeply entrenched in the
mafia legacy, they held an enduring relic from World War II—a Thompson submachine gun, a cherished
emblem passed down through generations.

It was said that the old Zano, who’d relocated from Sicily to New York, established their dominion in the
American underworld, brandishing the Thompson submachine gun, often called the Chicago typewriter.
Until recently, the gun adorned the main hall of Zano Manor, at position C. Only with the new
generation’s decision to cleanse their reputation did it descend from the wall.

This didn’t signify the Zano family’s retreat, rather, they redistributed their illicit endeavors to seemingly
unrelated entities. Behind the vest-clad gangs, they quietly propelled them to conquer New York and the
entire East Coast, expanding their influence and criminal profits.

On the surface, under Antonio Zano’s leadership, the current head, the Zano family endeavored to shed
their old image and cozy up to the upper echelons. Antonio knew well that the more powerful the elite
became, the more they needed entities like the Mafia. However, their hypocrisy barred overt cooperation.



This meant that any mafia family seeking their favor had to clean house first. Essentially, what the upper
crust desired wasn’t a hidden, shameful chamber pot but a lavatory that could stand A openly,
immaculate and odorless. The traditional Mafia was akin to the former—a dirty, pungent chamber pot.
Antonio sought to guide the Zano family’s evolution from chamber pots to pristine, openly displayed
toilets.

At that moment, Antonio oversaw the preparations at Zano Manor. Today, a distinguished guest from afar
would grace their halls. This guest’s visit held paramount importance for the Zano family’s future. If
collaboration was struck, they would ascend to new heights.

In the grand hall of Zano Manor, a sprawling table, over ten meters long, was impeccably set. Flowers
flown in from France adorned it, alongside the finest crystal and silverware. Forty-seven-year-old Antonio
observed, with a mixture of anticipation and pride on his face.

His siblings, along with their progeny and spouses, all impeccably attired, lined up to extend their
greetings. Antonio embodied the role of a patriarch, warmly welcoming each member. Once nearly all the
immediate family had paid their respects, Antonio couldn’t help but inquire about his 22-year-old
daughter.

“William, where’s Julia?” he queried. William replied promptly, “Brother, I haven’t seen Julia all evening.”

Antonio’s dissatisfaction was palpable. “This child! She’s been obedient her entire life, why go against
me now? Doesn’t she realize I’ve planned this for her? How perfect could life be?” William offered
reassurance, “Brother, Julia is still young, lacking in social experience. Give her some time, not only will
she understand your intentions, but she’ll also be endlessly grateful.”

Antonio adjusted his suit, shirt, and bowtie, then turned to William with a conceited smile. “How do I
look? Do I resemble ‘The Godfather’?”



William lauded, “Absolutely! Brother, across the United States, even in all of Europe and America, no one
channels Marlon Brando more authentically than you!”

Antonio nodded, a self-assured smile gracing his features. “I, Antonio Zano, will undoubtedly become
Sicily’s most accomplished godfather in history!”

At that very moment, Antonio’s youngest brother, Francisco, approached respectfully. “Brother, your
esteemed guest’s plane has landed at JFK Airport! Estimated arrival at the manor is in forty minutes!”

“Excellent!” Antonio couldn’t contain his excitement. “Tonight hinges on whether we ascend to the next
level!” With that, he carefully smoothed his hair, declaring, “You all keep watch here. I’m off to find Julia!”

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