The historic boardroom of the High Commission at Casa Nostra on Mulberry Street was bathed in the warm amber glow of antique bronze sconces. Outside, the autumn rain tapped gently against the double-paned leaded glass, while inside, the heads of the Five Families sat in formal black tie around the massive walnut table where the underworld of New York had been governed for nearly a century. At the head of…
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