The conference room of the Santoro family’s tactical safehouse in DUMBO overlooked the dark, churning waters of the East River from beneath the massive granite arches of the Manhattan Bridge. Rain had begun to fall again, streaking the reinforced steel-framed windows with long, jagged lines of water that distorted the lights of Lower Manhattan across the bay. Seated around a steel tactical table were Marco, Elena, Nico, and Leo Ramos—the…
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