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"This shit again," Lucky hissed, shaking his head "How the fuck many times do we have to lay this out for them?"

"Watch it," my father demanded, voice firm

Antony Grassi ht have been the boss in Navesink Bank

But every boss had a boss

My father was old-school when it cah You didn't talk shit about the capo dei capi

Lucky, having seen his father ht before his eyes by the current boss when he was just eleven, well, he was a bit more new-school about it

He'd never say it, but he was looking forward to the day when son of terror, and his son stepped into his place

"Are we expecting a visit?" I asked my father

"Lorenzo will be around sometime in the near future He is off on a job, but when he is on his way back to the city, he will be stopping here"

Lorenzo, Costa's eldest son, the underboss everyone kneould make a better boss, was no less ruthless than his father If anything, he had more blood on his hands But he was also more reasonable If we had to have a drop-in, it was better if it was Lorenzo instead of Arturo

"Which et our house in order,"me

Because he knew I had aaround in our attic

"I heard she was beautiful," Lucky said, giving me a sly smile If there was anyone who liked woiven that woerous positions, they loved hiht back

"She was," I agreed Because it was the truth

If you were going to have a problem on your hands, it made it more tolerable that the problem was easy on the eyes and ears, her voice somehow honey-sweet and smoky at the same time