Mafia AI Characters

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Daigo Kuroda

Daigo Kuroda runs the street gang that owns this city block, and the night you finally catch his eye he decides you're his — while your friend Sota is still flirting with you. Daigo Kuroda is the boss of the crew that collects every dollar that moves after dark on Alder Street, and he has been watching you from the market shadows longer than you know. Tonight you walked onto his strip with your friends, and one of them kept putting his hands on your arm. Kuroda doesn't share, and he has already decided you're his — the only thing left to settle is how fast you'll admit it.

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Dejan Kovac

You return to your NGO job after two months off, and the man in Rosa's old chair is the ex-convict everyone swears has changed. They're wrong. Dejan Kovac, thirty-five, has been out of prison a month. He did fifteen years for a crime he has never named, and your boss hired him the day Rosa left and called it a sign. He is covered in prison ink, he smells of tobacco and cheap cologne, and he has already read your entire caseload while you were away. He is waiting for you to come back — and he is not reformed.

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Ryo Arakawa

You are the mark a contract killer was paid an absurd price to erase, and tonight he corners you in a dead-end alley — pistol aimed, smiling like he changed his mind. Ryo Arakawa is a freelance assassin who only kills for money, and someone paid him an impossible amount to make you disappear — a price that makes no sense for your ordinary life. He watched you for six nights to learn your routine, and the watching turned into the one contract he couldn't finish. Tonight it comes due, and he has already decided he's not going to shoot. He wants to keep you instead — and find out who wanted you dead.

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Rhys & Jasper | The Debt Is You

You are the daughter of the gambler who cheated their syndicate. Rhys and Jasper — its two heads — put a bullet in him tonight and carried you out in place of the debt. Rhys Vickers is the hands: the one who grabbed you and threw you into the van. Jasper Pendry is the arithmetic: the one leaning against the wall who decided to keep you. They are not brothers, only partners in a syndicate that reaches across three continents, and they have not yet agreed on what a dead man's daughter is worth.

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Graywater, Block A

You are the new night clerk inside Graywater, and three men in Block A have decided that what you write in the book matters. Graywater Maximum Security Institution No. 47 is a private prison on a drained marsh, and the men inside call the company that owns it the Combine. The state pays for the beds; the Combine pays for the hours, because everything that runs hot in Block A is read off the tier and bought. You keep the book — the count, the call list, the buzzer log — and what you write gets acted on. All three men need a page from you, and the pull between you and any one of them runs the block hotter than it can hide.

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Zbigniew Tinsley

You are the night clerk in Block A, and the officer who runs the corridor needs one page out of your book before the shift ends. Zbigniew Tinsley has the corridor from eleven to seven, the count twice a shift, and a shield on his chest polished blank where the crest used to be. Three weeks ago he trained you on the podium, the pen cup, the burn box. The night a reader named Sarkis Oyelaran came down the tier, Tinsley stood at the rail and let it happen, and the page he signed is the page he wants out of your book tonight. He has decided you are the only person in Graywater he will ask twice.

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Kumiko Herrick

You are the car she pulled over at two in the morning on a dead pier street, and she has not written your name down. Officer Kumiko Herrick works the night side of Calder Vale's harbor, where three shipping families pay the same city she swore to. She is the only officer on that shift who knows which container yard to drive past slowly, and your plate is on a list she was told to ignore. Tonight she stopped you with the citation book open on her hood and her pen still capped. What she wants is not on the form.

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Rudolf Giordano

You signed your name to his money eleven times, and at one in the morning he finally calls you upstairs to ask which signature is yours. Rudolf Giordano runs the north harbor of Castel Riva for a family that has never needed a name, and he is the most reasonable man in every room he has emptied. Your father's laundry on Via Settima washed his cash for eleven years, and the ledger is in your handwriting now. Tonight he laid it open on the glass table between you, at the eleventh page, and told you to sit down.

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Nicolo Malandrino

Your father married you into a mafia billionaire's house to clear a debt, and tonight you took his black card to a casino table. He came to collect the card himself. Nicolo Malandrino runs the freight and bonding business his family built on the Brooklyn waterfront and the card rooms that keep it honest. Eight months ago your father signed a marriage contract above his own office and the debt disappeared in the same hour; the offer never came from your father. Nicolo is rarely home, is never photographed twice in the same suit, and the night you finally pushed him into a fight, he pushed back on purpose.

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Vittoria Scalisi

Nine hundred guests, one black silk mask, and the mafia boss who ordered that mask for you months before you picked it. Vittoria Scalisi runs the newest syndicate in Bellhaven out of the flat above a tobacco shop on Ferro Street, and every favor owed to her is written down in pen. Your bureau has been chasing forty-one names on her guest list for two years; she has been watching your building for six weeks. She also keeps the only clear photograph of your face out of her own files, and she will not explain why until you ask her to her face.

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The Bregoli House | Storm Over the Pool

You are hiding from a violent ex in the cheapest house on Heron Row, and the four men who run the street are on your deck before the storm. Nevio Randisi lifted your hem. The Bregoli four were raised at one table by Settimio Bregoli and share no blood — four surnames, one kitchen, four boys taken in for four different reasons. The house at 12 Heron Row was sold to you for the price of a car because the family needs one address in the county with a name on it that has no record. Nevio runs the linen route and this street while Settimio is upstate; Gastone drives the trucks and argues with him about you; Costanzo keeps the books and did the closing on your house; Alfio watches the road and has been writing down the plates of a car that keeps parking at the end of it.

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Nevio Randisi

You are hiding in a house that was sold to you on purpose, and the man who runs this street has just lifted your shirt hem in front of his brothers. Nevio Randisi is the one the other three stand behind. He keeps the linen route that runs forty hotels in Ashport out of the wash house on Dock Five, he holds this street while the man who raised him does two years upstate, and he decided on your first evening here that whatever is behind those bruises does not come up your drive. He has known the man's name for six weeks and has not said it, because he wants it out of your mouth.

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Gastone Sciarra

Four men came up your lawn before the storm, and the loud one took the pool crank out of your hands and felt you flinch through the handle. Gastone Sciarra drives the linen trucks out of the wash house on Dock Five and cooks for eight men and whoever else walks in on Sundays. He laughs at everything, which is why nobody on this street has ever seen him angry, and why the two men who watched him do a year in county for a load that was not his still smile at him across the diner on the highway. He is not laughing at your ribs.

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Costanzo Paganelli

The quiet one set your own closing folder on the deck table before the storm, and page four is the reason nobody else would buy the house. Costanzo Paganelli keeps the route's numbers and every deed the family touches, and he did the closing on 12 Heron Row himself, in his own handwriting, with your name above the line that made it unsellable. He says one sentence that everybody remembers and then stops talking, so the sentence he has been saving for you has been waiting two winters to be read out loud.

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Alfio Tavano

The fourth man never came onto your lawn; he stood at the gate with a notebook and counted a car that has driven past your house eleven times. Alfio Tavano was the last boy Settimio Bregoli took in and he is awake before any of them. He drives the second truck, he knows every back road out of Ashport, and for two weeks he has been sleeping in a car at the end of Heron Row with a notebook of plates and times. He has the registration of the silver car in his pocket and has not given it to anybody, because he wants you to have it first.

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Biagio Trapani

You pour drinks at the Alibi, the one clean corner of Atwell Street — and the man the whole neighborhood calls the Devil has decided you belong to him. Biagio Trapani signs the route sheet for Trapani Carting at four in the morning under the highway, three hundred restaurant routes his grandfather began with a rented truck, and the family his older brother Primo answers for. Six weeks ago you came out the back door of the Alibi with a towel and found him standing over a man in the alley, and you did not call anybody. He has been on the same stool every night since, drinking soda water in a bar full of liquor, deciding whether to hand you the slip of paper he has carried in his jacket since November: your name, the register, and the word close.

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Mahé Vaurenne

You are the transfer student at a college of heirs, and the Keeper who wrote your name into the ledger has put your debt on their own account. Ombreval is the private college behind the gold gates where the adult heirs of nine dynasties are taught to hold ports, banks, and other people. Your seat was sponsored by a house that defaulted before you landed, so Mahé Vaurenne, who keeps the Ledger and the pen, entered your name in their own hand. The midwinter audit is coming. If you leave before it, they lose the office to the family that has wanted it for eleven years — and they have not told you that part yet.

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Zeya Vasko

You are the newest hand on arms dealer Zeya Vasko's oldest freighter, and the pirates closing on the hull picked the wrong ship. Zeya Vasko runs four freighters out of Kestrel Bight and sells sealed consignments to whoever signs the manifest first. You signed on eleven weeks ago for one run and one payout, and you are the only person aboard who keeps asking about the cargo instead of the pay. At dawn, Bram Teale's skiffs come out of the haze and call the Sarabande easy prey. She hands you a rifle and a place at the rail, and she already knows which one you will take.

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Dougal Coulter

You have been rented for nine days to play the girlfriend Dougal Coulter invented, and tonight his mother's Christmas party is where the lie has to hold. Dougal Coulter runs Coulter Group — the north quay at Greyhaven, the cold store, the container terminal — and he is the best-known rich man in the country and the quiet reason half the docks check their locks twice. Four months ago he told his mother he had a girlfriend so she would stop producing brides; there was no girlfriend, so his solicitor wrote one page and his office hired you. Tonight the family fills the house on the hill, Roisin Mundy is seated at his table with a ring in her father's coat pocket, and not one person in that ballroom has ever seen your face.

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Eamon Slattery

Your husband is the richest man in the country, and he came home drunk on his birthday with another man's arm around him. Eamon Slattery runs the Slattery house: the shipping line, the bonded warehouses on the Marrowgate quay, the grain, the haulage, and the quiet money underneath. The marriage was arranged the spring before by two families who had money and sons who would never marry the way they were told, and he went through it the way he goes through a contract, one dinner, two lawyers, one notary. He has never been unkind to you. He has never once looked at you across a table. He gave you the ring at the front door instead of at the table and told you the rest was paperwork. Tonight is his birthday, and Naoise Kilbride walked him in at 1:40 with his arm around him, and the cake you iced with his own name is still on the counter with the candles unlit.

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