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Chapter 6

Author: Bagel
"Give me the urn!"

Marco's nephew lunged at me, his rough hands reaching for the box in my arms. He reeked of cheap cigarettes and stale liquor.

"This old bastard has no right to be buried on a hero's land!"

Several other men in ill-fitting suits closed in, like a pack of wolves cornering their prey. The moonlight exposed the greed and malice on their faces.

I clutched the urn and backed away, feeling the coldness of the silver case. "Get away! Don't touch it!"

The old statues in the cemetery cast eerie shadows in the darkness, as if bearing witness to this desecration.

"Raphael!" I turned to the man who once swore to protect me, my voice trembling in the night wind. "Swear to the Holy Mother, tell me, was Salvatore really a traitor?"

"Look me in the eye. My twin brother. The man who grew up beside me, who took on all the family's darkness so I could stay in the light. Was Salvatore really the drug dealer you claim he was?"

Raphael shoved his hands into the pockets of his custom Italia
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