At midnight, a high-priority maritime distress broadcast was hijacked across all VHF marine channels in New York Harbor. In the penthouse war room, Marco, Elena, Don Carmine Lucchese, and Don Tommaso Valenti stood around the main communications console. The crackling audio tore through the speakers, deep, rasping, and dripping with venomous arrogance. "Commissioners of New York," the voice rasped in Sicilian Italian. "This is Salvatore Moretti speaking from the sovereign…
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