Don Lucchese had come in person. Everyone who saw him backed out into the corridor at once and didn't dare lift their heads.I met his eyes. His features were sharp, an old man of seventy, leaning on an ebony cane, with two personal guards behind him.He nodded at me, took in the room, and his face went livid. Then he looked at Ricardo."Ricardo. You asked me to come. What is this about?"I looked at my brother, not following. He patted my shoulder to tell me it was all right, then inclined his head slightly toward the Don."The core research data behind Vito's cryonics technology was, in large part, lifted from an unpublished paper I wrote ten years ago."My head snapped around to him.He sighed. "Lina. Are you still going to cover for him?"Vito was out in the corridor, held down on his knees. The moment he heard, he lunged in and grabbed my hand."No, Lina, you can't. You know what I've put into this. If you say it, all of it is destroyed."Think about our son. He's so you
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