The underground council chamber beneath the Moretti estate was carved directly into the Manhattan bedrock, a subterranean vault that had hosted syndicate councils since the Prohibition era. Heavy oak beams supported the vaulted brick ceiling, and an expansive table of polished mahogany stretched down the center of the room, flanked by twelve high-backed leather chairs. At precisely twelve o'clock, the heavy reinforced steel doors swung open. Ten men entered in…
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