There are three main families holding their ground in LA. The Nishimura Family, the Robinson Family and the Callaghan Family. There is someone bigger, higher up than the boss' of these families. There has always been one person in charge. For decades one man has been moving people around like pawns. No one knows who he is or where he comes from. All anyone knows for sure is the leader of a family meets him once, the day after they take over their respected families. Even then, they never see his face. He speaks in a deep, yet soft voice. Unidentifiable. Whoever he is, he is feared.
Los Angeles has been living under his rules for decades, since the 60s. If things got out of hand, he would step in and fix it. If a boss wasn't sure how to handle a situation, they had their own way of contacting him. Never in person, of course. There have been rumors that his time is up. Too old to take the reigns and control the city. Some people fear he will give control to one family, leaving the others to have to follow under the rule of their enemies. Each family leader has been preparing their sons, hoping he will choose them.
The air is thick and tense. He has been the only one to keep peace between families. He took care of the Italians when they tried to take over, invading other families territories. All the families may not get along, but there is a sense of respect. Who knows if the next peace maker will do as good of a job he does?
When the FBI and LAPD make too much trouble, he comes in and smooths things over. When the men and women who have chose not to side with a family, try to make a bigger name for themselves, he talks them down or has them killed. LA will not be able to survive without him.