The dry-dock hangar at the Brooklyn Navy Yard was a cathedral of industrial power. Beneath the soaring steel trusses of Building 77, where battleships had once been constructed, eighty armored vehicles from across the Tri-State area stood parked in disciplined formation. Over four hundred capos, soldiers, and tactical commanders from New York, New Jersey, Philadelphia, and Boston stood in rows, their faces illuminated by halogen floodlights. On the elevated steel…
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