The armored convoy returned to the Manhattan estate under the brilliant golden glow of late afternoon sunlight. The streets of Little Italy, Soho, and Tribeca were alive with celebration; business owners hung Moretti lion banners from their windows, union workers raised toasts in neighborhood taverns, and the fear that had gripped the city for weeks had dissolved into joyous relief. Inside the grand estate, the double-height foyer was filled with…
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