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Antonio gave a slight nod, “I see, time will tell. What about those due for promotions?”
“We’ve recommended three of our mid level soilders for caporegime,” Ricky chimed in, his voice rougher, sharper, “Bruno, Carlo, and Santino. They’ve handled the southern docks without a slip for six months.”
Across the table, Bianca sipped her wine, her eyes sharp, evaluating. Georgia, two seats down, lifted her glass with a lazy elegance, her lips curved in a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes.
I caught the flicker of it, the way she watched Antonio as if waiting for him to glance at her, He didn’t.
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