"Sir," One of my father's men knocked before walking into the room and I watched him whisper into my father's ears."How the fuck did you let them in!" He growled and I was beginning to have an inkling of who it might be."They said it's a matter of life and death, Mr Falcone, of the missus' life," He explained, calming my father down."Send them away," He said, making the man in front still.."They're refusing to leave, " he said it is something you'd like to know." He coaxed again.My throat burned at what the Cavarallo's had reduced themselves to, love—possession, obsession, all of it, had all gone."Send them away, I don't want to repeat myself, I don't need whatever information they have," My father replied, pursing his lips like he was interested in what they had to say but he had to, for me."O-okay, sir," the man stammered as he turned to leave."Wait," I called out, shocking my father, who turned to me immediately."Let's go to see them, Dad, and listen to whatever it is that
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