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Some say he has foul plans in the works that have the Del'Roh in secret dealings with the Aralu. When he is not in Enoch, he is on Earth presiding over judgment over those he claims against the interest of the Black Hand. Some say he is just eliminating his enemies but he is the one who called for the crusade over the Souleater Si'Djeha - She is the Seraph for the Eastern Black Hand and has been a leader within the region for centuries.
She is responsible for most of the bloodshed in the region but considers her efforts an attempt to maintain balance between the Assamites , Followers of Set , Baali , and others. There are rumors that she has attained Golconda. If this is true, her goals and methods may lead to even more upheaval.
Khunufseh - Egyptian mage who established a chantry in Paris and actively recruits other mages into the Black Hand. He is most likely of the Euthanatos tradition but there is no proof to that.
The Qadi have called for his head but rest of the Hand is reluctant to do so, meanwhile Khunufseh continues to search for more mages. Zubeida the Abomination - A Silent Strider who centuries ago quested to bring about some sort of unification of the disparate tribes of Africa.
Im watching my friend Pallas. Pallas played Hamlet today, I said with a smile. Weve been trading back and forth. Ive heard people say Malkavians dont have friends. They only have distractions.
Anahita shrugged her shoulders, the dark fabric slipping over her skin as she did. But Im sure your friend is different. And who will play Hamlet to our drowned starlet when you are both gone? Pim asked. So, you heard about our trip? I said. That was fast. Ophelia learned how to use a computer, finally, so Ive learned all kinds of things, Pim replied. You and Pallas. A trip on Malkavs whim.
I thought you were smarter than that. Its important to Pallas, and there are some people Ophelia wants me to meet on our trip, I said, picking up my glass. Blood, thick and room temperature, and what I need right now, sloshed around the inside of the glass as I swirled it carefully, sticking to the glass. I sucked in a mouthful and held it against my tongue and the insides of my cheeks.
Be careful, young Blake. There are monsters in the Old World the likes of which you never dreamed of in your yesteryears, Pim said. He turned in his chair and looked towards the door before looking back at me. And here comes one of them. Pallas is a good ally. I trust her.
And we are looking into her latest Who knows, maybe well find the monster lurking within every Malkavians head. I love the young, Anahita said, taking the small, golden goblet in her fingers. They bring a new way of looking at things. The old would be wise to put their paranoia aside and have congress with those whose eyes can see the present with clarity and understand it, see the patterns.
What the young really lack is self-control. They think they know what want is. A few years of hunger pangs and they seem to think they know the scope of need, of longing. They havent been through enough to know what true abstaining and measure is. She took a sip of her blood and licked her lips, looking right at me. Find me a young Sabbat who knows restraint and Ill show you one chosen for greater things. Self-control isnt innate, its cultivated, I said, sitting back in the booth.
Anahita drained her small goblet and tilted her head to the side, looking at me. Did you find out if your namesake or his wife was part of the Black Hand? Pim gasped, an old habit. I looked her in the eye. I didnt, I said. I thought you were more persistent than that, Blake, Anahita said, pouring another glass for me. She leaned over when she did and I smelled her saffron and myrrh perfume again.
If you told her no more often, I wouldnt have to, Pim said. He leaned over and kissed her on the cheek, a chaste gesture. They were friends, as much as two of our kind could be, and my sires. Ophelia may have provided the necessary fangs in my story, but Pim had the more direct influence as a would-be sire should. I am sorry I missed your set.
Youve seen it before and Ill do it again, Ophelia said. But we have a guest today, so we should be polite and watch her performance.
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Ophelia winked at me before turning in her chair. True, Anahita said, standing up. I think its my turn soon. Ill go backstage. If Ophelia comes out, please tell her I want to catch up with her after the show. Pallas came barreling across the floor and she plopped in next to me, wrapping her arms around my neck. I poured her a drink and she managed to unwrap herself from around me enough to take the cup we shared as the lights dimmed.
The MC came up, a Nosferatu many thought was just a man in makeup. He introduced the next performance: Lilith and her Children. Of course, I said. She nodded in farewell and headed towards the door that led backstage, past the other attendees who tried desperately not to watch her go. Pim shook his head at me What? You did a good job, Pallas, I murmured, watching the stage as Anahita floated onto it. I think youre a much better Hamlet than I am.
Maybe you should do it from now on. I wish you wouldnt leave with Pallas, Pim said.
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Its not safe. You know I cant do that, Pallas said, chugging her drink. I cant. Im not good every day. But when Im having a bad day, youre there, arent you? Till I get to the end of the bad days? Hes not here, not now, and neither is his wife. When you say Old World, you sound very old, I hope you know that, I said. I dont care how it sounds, Blake. Youre going out with a Malkavian on a wild goose chase. In the hopes that youll what?
Find out who is speaking to Pallas? He leaned in closer to me, as if someone could possibly be listening to our conversation. You know who they say it might be, and if you do find them, it will be your last night on this earth, if you are lucky.
If anyone even lets you get that close to them. Pim, this they you are speaking of, theyre not even real. Even if they are not, there are those who believe they are, he whispered. And if they think you are getting close to where they are, to uncovering something, they will try to stop you. We are a very paranoid people, Blake. You know this.
Maybe you should cultivate a bit more fear. What are we talking about? Ophelia sat down next to Pim, placing her hand on his knee. Are you admonishing Blake? Youve only just got here and youre already telling her no. Always, I said, squeezing her hand.
Her skinny hands felt like bird bones in my grip, though I knew her hold was strong. The music began to play, louder, the lights starting to shine and spin as Anahita danced.
Did she come with the other four dancers? I asked Pim. I didnt recognize them from the venue.
Pim just shrugged and I watched Anahita dance in the center, the other four dancing around her. As the children danced, I felt Pallas hand wrap around mine. The longer it went, the tighter her grip became. The five dancers spun and danced. Fire sparked and flared at their feet and they didnt flinch.
Pallas, youre hurting me, I whispered. Pallas looked up, her eyes wide and red. Oh, Blake, Im sorry.
I didnt mean to. I just She shrugged, as she often did, and settled in next to me, leaning her head against my shoulder. Its fine, Pallas. I know you didnt. I watched as one by one the dancers left the stage, gesturing farewell with their dance before they left.
The last one held onto Anahitas hand, lingering longer than the rest until eventually they let go and danced off, leaving Anahita alone, the stage all to herself. The music slowed, mournful in tempo and tone as she keened on stage, her pantomimed grief filling the room. The music seemed to drift towards a somber end, and Anahita stood in the middle of the stage.
With a thump I could feel in my whole body, the music shouted up, the tempo fast and lively as Anahaita danced, filling the whole stage with her moves before she stood triumphantly in the middle, alone. When she stomped her foot, fire rose. The music drove faster and faster, louder.
Pallas put her hands over her ears. I watched, mesmerized, until the final crashing note which seemed to shake the whole venue. Anahita stood center stage, proud, triumphant, and alone.
The crowd rose to its feet and applauded her, enthusiastically. I clapped from where I sat, not wanting to disturb Pallas. Ophelia said something to Pim, but even I couldnt make it out over the thunderous applause. I watched as Anahita took her bows, curtsying once to the audience before she turned and left the stage. Im going out with Pallas, I said, standing up. Ophelia nodded and waved us off, moving out of the way so we could go.
I pulled Pallas up and nudged her towards the door. We pushed past the other patrons, bumping people as we went. You alright? I asked Pallas. Outside it was cold and wet, a mist falling from the purple, clouded sky.
Rene Enriquez (mobster)
You seemed kind of Yeah, Im fine, Blake, Pallas said. Arms crossed over her chest, head down, feet shuffling back and forth. Not fine. It was just really crowded in there, I could hear a lot, and that dance with the Lilitu, I just dont really know what to make of it.
I mean, why would she come here, to walk in front of us, I mean, its just us, Blake. Were not worthy Pallas, stop, I said. Slow down. Do you want me to get my notepad? I can write this down, in case you dont remember this later. You told me about her, Pallas said. You told me, at the museum.
And the sarcophagus. You told me. Right, I said. An old friend. An acquaintance, really, the older woman said, with a sly smile. Dont you worry, pretty Pallas.
She stepped closer to Pallas, past me, and I could feel something like warmth come off of her. It was inviting. Why hadnt I noticed it before? I hear you are going on a trip, little Pallas. Maybe I will run into you. Do you not live in New York? I asked, knowing the answer before she gave it. I am, as Pim would say, of the Old World. I have been a fan of Chris Blatchford for many years.
His dangerous reports on the news mystified me for many years. This book made me understand the whole perspective of the whole realm of "politics" in the gang world.
With all the violence and death I would not recommend this book to a sensitive reader. Apr 27, Lisa Godoy rated it it was amazing.
Wow, couldnt believe what i was reading Excellent. Apr 12, Vanessa rated it really liked it. Great book, however there were too many names included which ended up confusing me. Amazing book , so dammn good!! Jan 04, Chris Cole rated it it was ok.
Self righteous, self serving bullshit. Oct 05, Chris Conrady rated it really liked it. I enjoyed this look into the Mexican Mafia, a prison gang organization in California. Following the path of Rene Enriquiz from initiation beat down, first murder, to dropping out and finally redemption, you get an unprecedented look at the ugly underbelly of one of the states most powerful and feared criminal organization.
Credibility was earned through violence, but there was also a very strict code of behavior.
This discipline and respect and code of conduct unified a large amount of the Mexic I enjoyed this look into the Mexican Mafia, a prison gang organization in California. This discipline and respect and code of conduct unified a large amount of the Mexican criminal population in and around Los Angeles, the Inland Empire, OC and even up in the Bay Area.
With most of the leaders behind bars in high security prisons like Pelican Bay, it's amazing that they could still run lucrative drug operations, order assassinations and earn a steady income, but this tell-all explores the scams, ruses and communication network that these resourceful criminals implemented.
I learned a lot. It freaked me out at times, probably because I live in the middle of a lot of the goings ons, and was just oblivious to this other world, aside from a random headline now an then. But more than just peeling back the hood of this criminal organization, it's a story about life. Rene's life, but his journey from thinking he knows what matters, working toward that and eventually reevaluating his priorities. He says it himself that most of these people are killers and can not be rehabilitated and any attempt to do so will not end well.
He says that la eMe ruins everything it touches. But perhaps in writing this it's an attempt at some form of redemption. Make your own conclusions, but if you feel inspired, do read this and hear his voice. I did not find this book a pleasant read. First of all, there is no continuous storyline: Most of the chapters were actually stand-alone stories about a killing.
One chapter went even so far as to provide details about a killing of a family with young children and a baby. The so-called Maxson killing. Severral pictures of the shot victims of this killing were included in this book. I really dont understand this, since Boxer was not involved i I did not find this book a pleasant read.
I really dont understand this, since Boxer was not involved in these killing. Second, many many characters are introduced. This by: Since the author intermittently uses the three names of each person, the story becomes very difficult to follow. After pages, the story became more focussed on Boxer himself. But in my opinion it was too few too late.
Unfortunately I can not give more than 2 stars as a rating. I advise against reading this book. Come for the story, stay for the layers of socio-cultural commentary and insight.
All in all, personally, this was quite informative and brought up Come for the story, stay for the layers of socio-cultural commentary and insight. Adding to the fact that this is about recent and still on-going matters — wow! I get this was already a lot of terrain to cover, but I really wish it included some analysis. Perhaps a better writer, or someone else with more grasp of these interconnected spaces would have offered a better book.
As it is, it left more to be desired.
Mar 21, TV rated it really liked it. Three words I'd use to describe this book are violent, gritty and real. Enriquez "Boxer" has done a great job revealing the "mystic" that's associated with "la eme" and bringing to light what it takes to survive in the life of a mafioso. Boxer having the reputation of being a killers killer while incarcerated in the us penitentiary system gives his unique perspective on the constant danger being a member in the Mexican mafia presents in itself. This criminal organizations power is still Three words I'd use to describe this book are violent, gritty and real.
This criminal organizations power is still a real threat in today's world, their hand extending far beyond than that of the jail house bars they were first founded in. Sep 13, Mae rated it liked it. An interesting incite into the way that a ex-mob member thinks and how things work. Its a great example of how "the life" can be all consuming and even have an effect once you have hit your rock bottom. Because the writing was done in a way that you had to keep flipping back in forth through time, it made it a little hard to keep all the characters straight and the time line straight.
It is a pretty raw account and the fact that "Boxer" was quoted saying different things from loving the mob life An interesting incite into the way that a ex-mob member thinks and how things work. It is a pretty raw account and the fact that "Boxer" was quoted saying different things from loving the mob life, to be scared, to hating it; it made the autobiography pretty intense. Jul 14, Lee rated it liked it Shelves: A very good biography of a former carnal in the Mexican Mafia.
This book chronicles the rise of the Mexican Mafia within the California prison system. It then brings us to Boxer Enriquez and his early criminal career and his rise in the Mexican Mafia. Tells of the internal politics, their power plays on the street and the other inner workings of the gang leading up to him quitting and turning states evidence. Mar 17, Julio A. Cervantes rated it it was amazing Shelves: I read this book in 6th grade at the behest of my father.
It took me about three days to complete cover to cover. I will not say that the narrative was a wholly positive one, but it did open my eyes to some of the issues within our society as a whole. An excellent read for anyone studying the history of Los Angeles or simply interested in organized crime.
Of course humanizing the reasons behind many of the actions of "Boxer" and co also helps in bring about ideas to help fix our societies. This type of read may irritate some. To me, I felt it kind of suited the content.
One aspect I enjoyed and found most compelling is when Rene talks about his parents, his older brother and eventually his kids. The loved ones left behind.He is most likely of the Euthanatos tradition but there is no proof to that. Anahita flashed another perfect white smile at me and turned to go back into the club. Sep 04, Guillermo Galvan rated it it was amazing. They could use the Mexican mafia name in return for part of their profits, and they were intimidated into paying.
The vampire reached out and placed her arms around her victims neck, like a lover might.