Salvatore choked, dark crimson blood bubbling at the corner of his lips as Lorenzo’s hand squeezed the breath from his throat. Yet even in the grip of suffocating agony, a sickening, venomous grin twisted the old man's bloody mouth. "Your wife..." Salvatore wheezed, laughing weakly through his cracked teeth. "You think you married a Moretti, Lorenzo? You think you hold the key to the West Side docks and the Commission's…
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