By Jerry Langton
Jerry Langton is a veteran journalist whose paintings has seemed within the Toronto megastar, The Globe and Mail, Maclean's, day-by-day information (New York) and lots of different publications.
Showdown tells the interior tale of the road warfare among Canada's such a lot violent biker gangs—the Outlaws and the Hells Angels. as soon as bikers who rode jointly, Mario Parente and Walter Stadnick are actually mortal enemies embroiled in a bloody turf battle over the profitable drug, prostitution and vice markets in Ontario's Golden Horseshoe.
Walter Stadnick isn't really an impressive guy. At five-foot-four, his face and fingers scarred by means of fireplace in a bike twist of fate, he wouldn't come to mind as chief of Canada's such a lot infamous biker gang, the Hells Angels. yet not just did he lead the Angels in the course of the violent struggle with their opponents, the Rock computer, in Montreal within the nineties, Stadnick additionally observed a chance to develop the Hells Angels right into a nationwide legal gang. Fallen Angel info one man's inconceivable upward thrust to strength in a single of the world's such a lot violent agencies, whereas laying off mild on how this enigmatic and hazardous biker gang operated and why it continues to be so powerful.
The contributors of Mexico's drug cartels are one of the legal underworld's so much formidable and ruthless marketers. Supplanting the once-dominant Colombian cartels, the Mexican drug cartels at the moment are the first vendors of heroin and cocaine into the U.S. and Canada. In Gangland, bestselling writer Jerry Langton information their scary stranglehold at the financial system and everyday life of Mexico at the present time and what it portends for the way forward for Mexico and its neighbours.
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The jewelry hadn’t been divided. The foreign currency hadn’t been washed. The pawnshops and the black markets hadn’t been flooded with hot goods yet. None of the thieves had left town. There would be time soon enough for all of that. For the moment, there were priorities—grim priorities. And everyone knew what came next. ” Plural. It was a crime that started clean and ended dirty. ” The word filtered down as it only can in Queens: “Trouble brewing. We’re going on the mattress. ” It was a crime that would touch thousands of people, transforming the lives of everybody who got tangled in its web, and ending the lives of at least ten of them.
Ferrara was an inveterate partygoer and a familiar figure at the discos, beaches, and watering holes of Long Island’s jet set. Her lifestyle and hundreds of contacts made her a natural for the double game she played. She socialized with mobsters, then turned them in. But she was more than a canary; she dabbled in a game with a very high mortality rate—double agentry—and she took money from both sides of the law. She told the feds everything she knew about the matter of Building 261, and was well paid for it.
Within forty-eight hours, those keys would change hands twenty-five times; they’d be passed in taverns and duplicated as they worked their way slowly, steadily, silently up through the wise-guy network. For the word was out; there was a big shot who wanted them. And at last, Flatlands Tony had the keys. He had a man waiting in an Off-Track Betting parlor. He gave him a set of the keys and he wrote down an address on a scrap of paper torn from an abandoned, day-old Racing Form. Then Flatlands Tony flashed his toothy smile and strode purposefully up to one of the betting windows.