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CHAPTER 88: BLOOD IS NOT ENOUGH
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2026-10-12 20:57:10
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Nobody spoke for a long moment in the corridor.Gentile stood with the vase held out in both hands, and water dripped from the stems onto the marble with a soft, steady sound. Down the hall, the garden laughter went on without them. A child's voice called out something, and a glass clinked, and the whole house seemed to belong to another world."Put them down, Marco," Luca said at last, in a voice so flat that it sounded like someone else's, his eyes fixed on the petals. "On the table by the window.""Yes, Don Luca," Gentile answered, setting the vase carefully on the little marble table, and he stepped back, his bandaged face troubled. "The driver said nothing, and the florist's number was false. I will have the guards check the gate.""Do that. And Marco, tell no one."Gentile nodded and went, and the door closed behind him. Isabella stood very still, watching Luca watch the flowers. He had not moved. His hands hung at his sides, and a muscle jumped in his jaw, and his face had turn
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MAFIA BRIDE CHAPTER 88: BLOOD IS NOT ENOUGH
Riccardo did not say another word that night.He sat on the floor of the armored van with his hands cuffed behind his back and his head against the wall, staring at nothing. Luca asked him the same question five times on the long drive home, and each time Riccardo only smiled, and each time the smile got thinner. By the time the gates of the mansion closed behind them, Luca had stopped asking.The Council came at noon.Three elders sat at the long table in the war room, in black suits that smelled of mothballs and old money. At the head of them sat Don Aldo Ferrante, a bent, white-haired man with a silver cane and a face like carved wood. He had known Luca's grandfather. He did not look at Luca when he spoke. He looked at the cuffed man standing in the middle of the floor, between two guards."The Old Code is simple, Luca," Ferrante said, rapping the cane once against the marble, his voice dry as paper. "A man of the family who takes money from the family's enemy, who sells the family
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Luca held the phone to his ear for three full seconds and said nothing."Sobrino?" the warm voice came again, slower now, with a note of puzzlement under the honey. "Douglas, are you there, my boy? I heard shooting."Luca looked at Isabella, who stood white-faced against the wall with both hands over her belly, and then at Paulo, who had gone perfectly still. He pressed the button and ended the call, and the screen went dark in his palm."Trace it," he said, pushing the phone into Isabella's hand, his voice rough. "Every number and every tower. I want to know where that man sleeps.""Luca, where are you going?" Isabella asked, gripping the phone as her eyes followed him to the door."To finish what I started." He checked his gun, and his jaw was hard. "Paulo, stay with her."Sergio came sprinting around the side of the truck as Luca jumped down, a rifle in his hands and his chest heaving. "Don Luca, I heard shots, I was checking the alley," he panted, glancing past him into the smoke.
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The roar tore out of Luca's chest before he knew he had made a sound.He ran across the container roof and dropped to the lower box in a single jump, sliding on his knees through the broken glass of a burned truck. Riccardo was gone. Only a drifting curtain of smoke stood where he had been, and a spent shell rolled slowly across the steel."Marco!" Luca gasped, scrambling to the edge, his hands shaking as he searched the dark between the containers. "Marco, answer me!"A low groan came from below. Gentile lay on his back on the next roof down, with one arm flung over his chest and blood streaming across his forehead and into his white hair. His eyes were open. They were glassy, but they found Luca's face."He missed, Don Luca," Gentile whispered, with a thin, wet laugh. "Or he never meant to hit me.""Do not talk," Luca ordered, tearing off his scarf and pressing it against the long red furrow where the bullet had scraped the skull. "Stay still, you stubborn old goat.""Go," Gentile s
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