Summary...

It story started with a few whispers in the dark recesses of the criminal underworld. The whispers were carefully orchestrated, spoken in places where the message would carry further. The street gangs with uneasy overlapping business with the different mafias starting talking first—the chatter started among the Bloods in Washington Heights and then traveled down over the Brooklyn bridge to the Latin Kings before spreading through the slavic gangs in Greenpoint until it reached the Crips in Queens and went as far as to MS-13 on Long Island where you could die in a machete attack as if you were in some Columbian jungle and not the 'burbs. Word was that some dumb upstart bitch was pushed across the line and went mad crazy when her crime boss father fell into the Punisher's crosshairs. Apparently, the dude didn't kill Josef Baader outright but he sure as shit armed the bitches that did. What he did do was shoot up the dead man's club. Everyone died, including a number of key industry players. That should have been the end of the Baader-Holt syndicate's era in the "entertainment industry". But something unlikely happened. 

 

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