I PULLED A MAFIA BOSS FROM A SINKING YACHT—24 HOURS LATER, HIS BODYGUARD BROUGHT $2 MILLION TO MY DOOR

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“Sienna,” he repeated slowly, like he was memorizing the shape of it. “Alessandro Vitale. People call me Sandro.”

“Sandro,” I said. “Italian?”

“American. But my family’s from Sicily.”

Something dark crossed his face.

“Old blood,” he said. “Old enemies too.”

“The people who blew up your yacht?”

“Yes.”

“Are they going to come after you again?”

“Probably.”

He continue reading …