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The Price of Protection

作者: Katie o.
last update 公開日: 2026-07-08 16:20:07
CHAPTER 55

SALVATORE POV

The war room smelled of stale coffee and gun oil.

Maps covered the long table. Red lines marked the strikes we had already made. Charlie stood at one end. Diego at the other. Matteo sat quiet in the corner. The captains filled the rest of the seats. They waited for me to speak. I leaned over the table, hands pressed flat on the wood. "Caruso lost three warehouses last night. Their captains are dead. The money routes are cut. We hit them where it hurts. They took M
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