The Mafia' s Bride
“When your father was alive, his winery business always helped deliver shipments across the continent. So, I want to know… are you cutting ties with the Cosa Nostra? What’s your plan?”
“So you want to use my wine shipments to disguise your drug trade,” I said, exhaling sharply. “What the fuck, Don Mancini? Now you’re ruining good wines.”
“I don’t think I can accept your offer,” I continued, locking eyes with him. “Because of the past strife between our families, especially my father’s dealings with the GDF, I won’t touch anything involving drug trafficking.”
“So you are refusing to do business with us?” he asked, indignation creeping into his voice.
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