By three in the morning, Pier 42 had been transformed into an impenetrable fortress of syndicate authority. Three dozen black sedans belonging to the Five Families lined the container berths, their headlights creating a blinding arena of light focused on the six refrigerated shipping containers of the Leviathan. In the center of the terminal apron stood Don Carlo Gambino, leaning on his ivory cane, flanked by Don Antonio Lucchese and…
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