Robin's roar exploded in the cathedral.He lunged, a flash of silver glinting in the light.Screams erupted from the pews. But someone was faster.Dante had moved the instant Robin made his move.CRACK!A clean, sharp snap of bone.Robin's wrist bent at an unnatural angle. The gun clattered to the marble floor before he could even touch the trigger. In the next second, Robin was slammed face-down, his cheek pressed against the cold stone, pinned and powerless.Simultaneously, Marco's men moved, cutting through the panicked crowd and dragging the limp form of Ava out. Her face was a mask of terror, makeup streaked with tears.The cathedral was in chaos.My brother, the new Don, Marco Moretti, stepped onto the altar. His face was grim, and every step carried an unquestionable authority.The room fell silent."Robin Gallo," Marco's voice boomed, "was a viper we warmed in our own home. He conspired with his mistress, Ava Russo, to poison and murder my father, the Don, Alessandro Moretti."
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