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CHAPTER 82: THE COMMISSION OF CAPOS

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The heavy scent of roasted meat and expensive cigar smoke hung thick in the grand dining hall.

I sat at the twenty-foot mahogany table, my spine perfectly rigid.

A sudden wave of nausea hit my stomach, but I swallowed it down, keeping my facial muscles completely lax.

Twelve Capos sat around the table, their eyes darting warily between Roman and me.

At the far end, Capo Moretti set his wine glass down, the crystal clinking sharply against the polished wood.

His grey eyes locked onto mine, his l
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