109. Goodbye, Uncle. Goodbye, Nica.

Luca brought the BMW 7 Series to a stop and alighted with Zilda to meet the family's consigliere who was waiting with the Finest White gangsters behind him, still holding their weapons tightly.

"It's a hell of blood out there, Uncle" He clicked the door of the vehicle lock with the remote in his hands.

"The cops came around. We would have begun shooting but they just loaded the bodies into trucks and left. Someone must have reported the gunshots, yet they didn't do what cops do. Is there something you ain't telling me?" Danny asked with a suspicious look and he was right.

The cops were supposed to call for backup, investigation, questioning, making arrests and typically everything the police should do but the deal with the president had helped to settle everything.

A call from the president is enough to make them walk away without investigating further.

"I have contacts, Uncle"

"Contacts? Contacts powerful enough to make the cops work for you. What am I missing? Boy"

Danny knew his