Mafia: The City Of Lost Heaven -

"Drive," one growled. "Unless you want a window in your head."

That goal died the night two men jumped into his backseat with guns drawn. Mafia: The City of Lost Heaven

The turning point came during a hit on a rival brothel. Tommy was ordered to kill a woman named Michelle who had "talked too much." Looking into her terrified eyes, he saw his own soul. He let her run, lying to Salieri for the first time. "Drive," one growled

As the shotgun blast echoed through the suburbs, Tommy’s final thought drifted back to that first night in the taxi. He had wanted a better life; he just hadn't realized the price was everything. Tommy was ordered to kill a woman named

The years were a blur of fine suits, expensive cigars, and the metallic tang of blood. Tommy enjoyed the life—the respect, the money, the feeling of finally being someone. But the Mafia’s foundation was built on "Omerta," a code of silence that was as fragile as glass.

The rain slicked the cobblestones of Little Italy, turning the streetlights of 1930 into shimmering smears of yellow. leaned against his taxi, the engine ticking as it cooled. He was a simple man with a simple goal: survive the Depression.

Tommy drove. He outran the Morello family’s thugs, weaving through the narrow alleys of , earning himself a permanent spot in the Salieri crime family . What started as a desperate necessity soon became a seductive career. Alongside the hot-headed Paulie and the calculated Sam , Tommy rose from a getaway driver to a "Made Man."