Sent by the men back in Moscow to take Hove Beach, remove a testy old guard of Jews and the Americanized. The name stuck, for his romanticism, his brutality, his preeminence in the Soviet prison system, as royalty among Vory. Yaroslav Pogodin is a showman and a sinner, bare-knuckle boxer known to most by the nom de guerre 'Kitten'. His warm spot is being Hove Beach's number one killer, number one heroin dealer, number one gangster with ties overseas. Recommends jobbers for the right jobs, guns for the right hits. Made friends with Bohan Moe in the 70's and met Ganzfried a while later, now buddy-buddy with half the dagos in Broker. In District Park you'll find Ol' Mori - fence, jeweler, kosher wiseguy. He'll tell you: Beechwood is Broker's stomach. Dolph Beckler - bridge and tunnel Kraut and veteran crimefighter with connections to some of the city's finest: from Purgatory Sergeant Francis McReary to mayoral candidate Faraldo himself, Beckler commands his own eponymous team of rogue cops from the 70th Precinct. The IAA, Mossad they love the f*cker to death, and they'll let him do whatever if they get a piece of the pie. Least notably, government stoolie and mob fixer. The man with a million jobs - Jewish outreach advisor to President Biff Cochrane, police chaplain, top dog lawyer and rabbi without a pulpit. The on-the-books manager of Gulag Garden is more businessman than triggerman, a bad draw when the barbarians bang at the gates. Lazar was never one for the spotlight, preferred to smoke benzos and whisper in the shade.Īs ostentatious as ostentatious comes, invited Kenny and a few Pavanos to a party in Vice City last summer: yachts, blow, President masks. In the 80's considered the obvious successor to the iron fist of Emil Agrov, yet ceded power to his protege when the man passed away. Kenny's right hand, always open, always thinking. He'll take a piece of the action, sure, but as feudal lords come he's mighty benevolent. A gifted speaker, he hosts the People's Court an adjudication body where disagreements of his constituents are debated and settled. In the upstairs of Gulag Garden, Hove Beach's king resides. German the mad mute and Gennady the brains, relatively speaking: extortionists and usurers now extending meaty fists to the heroin market. The Roitman Brothers were Belarusian wrestlers, steroid salesmen given new life as chief enforcers of the People's Court. A dreamer ever hopeful, ever optimistic of an American Dream gone and let him down, let his wife and his little girl down. Nadya hasn't found a great job yet, Felix has - he knows America may not be the best for the legitimate, but for those willing to bend the rules, many-a buck awaits.Īn old friend of Felix's from Odessa, settled down Hove years back before his arrival. The Bronshteins went in the 80’s, sent postcards back painted technicolor. It was her idea to come over here: friends and opportunity. Living upstairs in a two-family house, Adrian commutes from Cairndow to Bantonvale by subway or his grandmother’s ‘81 Vulcar Motrock, holding $120 in pocket money at the game’s beginning. Crossing the bridge up to Broker on a regular basis, ‘Age’ dropped out in the 10th grade to work closely with up-and-comer Roy Zito and his Gambetti-associated clique of small time thugs. Originally from Italian Bantonvale, Adrian Tessa moved to Lennox Island with his nonna after falling in with the wrong crowd. Residing in a red-brick in the heart of Hove Beach, Felix drives an ‘87 Karin Gogetter and has around $1500 under his mattress. In America, there are winners and losers. A short stint working as a textile cutter lead him into the open arms of local drug dealers - now a leading enforcer for a gang referring to itself as the People’s Court. įelix Godovsky immigrated to the US five years ago after a youth on the streets of Odessa boosting cars and breaking skulls. Liberty City is expanded: only featuring the two-and-a-half boroughs of Broker, Lennox Island, and Mid-to-South Algonquin. In Red Line, you play as two protagonists from two burgeoning sides of the underworld, under threat from all angles as the walls close in. Crack in its heyday, corpses lining the streets in Hove Beach, wiseguys on the wrong foot for the first time in the mafia’s history as indictments sweep. On the streets of the country’s worst city lie many a body.
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