A couple of years ago, my wife and I went down to Dallas-Fort Worth to buy some replacement chairs for our dining room table. We were given the address of an “interesting” restaurant furniture shop, which seemed to be stocked largely with things that had fallen off the back of various and sundry trucks. The proprietor, “Eddie”, was a very interesting person too: an Albanian immigrant, who’d been in the USA for a couple of decades, but hadn’t lost anything of his Mediterranean background or his Albanian customs. Miss D. was highly amused by the almost courtly way he treated her as the wife of an honored customer… but she had to keep her place. No new-fangled women’s lib around here!
Anyway, we were laughing about “Eddie” and his ways on the way home, and I got to thinking. I knew that the Albanian Mafia was a big thing in the criminal underworld of Europe, and to some extent in the USA. What if they, in due course, extended their tentacles into space? After thinking about it some more, I wrote the Cochrane’s Company trilogy, which was published in 2018, and has proved fairly popular. It deals with precisely that – the Albanian Mafia in space.
I was reminded of this backstory by a crime report last weekend. I won’t go into details, because a friend is involved, but it seems an Albanian gang tried to extort a business owner, and got shot up for their pains. It seems both criminals and potential victims have a hard streak to them in Albania!