The private retreat of Don Silvio Lucchese sat nestled on a heavily wooded bluff overlooking the frozen expanse of Lake Geneva, Wisconsin. Surrounded by snow-draped pine forests, the sprawling timber-and-stone lodge was guarded by thirty armed men in heavy coats with shotguns and automatic rifles. At seven o'clock on Tuesday evening, a convoy of four black armored Mercedes-Maybachs passed through the security gates under the watchful gaze of perimeter snipers.…
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