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Chapter 88

Author: DGorgeous1
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Lucien Marchesi pressed his palm against the cool leather wall of the commandeered warehouse room as gunfire erupted down the corridor.

The lights flickered in sick patterns. He had arrived moments too late to stop Don Salvatore DiMartino from striking first—a bullet tearing into Lucien’s shoulder as he stepped into the hallway.

Lucien stumbled, the world curdling around him.

DiMartino, an imposing colossus in tailored black with a swagger built from years of terror, muttered under his breath, “Not everyone’s so lucky, Marchesi.”

With brutal accuracy, he fired again.

Lucien crumpled against the doorframe, blood blossoming across his jacket.

The Don advanced, heels tapping. “You did good, kid. Thought you were ready to play with the old lions.”

Lucien dropped to his knees, vision blurring, his cell phone in the other hand still recording.

DiMartino raised his pistol. A flash—and then Matteo tackled him, the shot ringing out. He crashed to the floor, but in that moment, he managed to fi
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