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Chapter 90

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“Why not shoot him?” Lenny asked without tone.

“Because small rot spreads better when you brag about cutting it,” she said. “And bullets make heroes when you aim them at men who only stole crumbs.”

He clicked his pen once and laid it down. “Fine,” he said. In this house, fine was a ribbon.

She staye
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  • Buried Beneath Sin   Chapter 185

    Morning came soft for once. No alarms, no calls from Vince, no coded messages blinking red on her phone. Just light — the kind that filtered gently through the kitchen windows, gold and domestic. The kind that didn’t belong in a house like the DeLuca estate. Grace sat at the counter, legs crossed,

  • Buried Beneath Sin   Chapter 184

    Sometimes they met at the church they’d used as neutral ground—the one that had nearly burned with their secrets. It was stripped now, empty of pews, the marble cracked and raw. They would sit at opposite ends of the aisle, plans in hand, voices low but steady. “How’s the east corridor?” he’d as

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    The city exhaled like a wounded animal after the storm. For weeks, smoke hung low over the East River, the scent of gunpowder clinging to the skyline. It was the smell of endings—and beginnings. The old order was dead. Now came the quieter war: rebuilding. The funerals lasted three days. They

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    The rumor reached her at breakfast. It came on Vince’s phone, a single encrypted message from a dockworker who owed the DeLucas more than his rent. The words were brief and lethal: Marino crew reorganizing. Possible hit on your estate within the week. Sasha didn’t finish her coffee. She set

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    The old freight terminal smelled like iron and rain—an open wound on the river’s edge. Its roof sagged in places where the fire years ago had eaten through, letting dawn leak in gray and cold. Three empires had brought their skeletons here. Three names that had burned New York from the inside ou

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    The first shot split the night open like glass. Sasha barely registered the sound before the room around her exploded into motion—Vince lunging for the comm switch, Marco dragging her toward the reinforced doors of the command suite. The DeLuca estate was under siege, the power cut, the perimeter

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    The dining hall had never felt so cavernous. The long mahogany table stretched between them like a trench—empty, no food, no wine, no servants to soften the quiet. Just two crystal tumblers, half-poured and untouched, sweating in the dim light. Lenny sat at the head, where he always did, posture

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