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Chapter Twenty Two — Neutral Ground

Author: Char Writes
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The address came through at two in the afternoon.

A single line. No name. No instructions. Just a location and a time.

A vineyard outside Marsala. Tomorrow morning. Ten o'clock.

She read it twice. Handed the phone to Lorenzo. He read it once and put it down on the desk without expression.

"Marsala," Ricci said from the doorway. "That's Genovese territory. Neutral by old agreement. Nobody moves against anyone on Genovese land without answering to all five families."

"He chose it deliberately," V
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