THE WAITRESS’S NECKLACE MADE THE MAFIA GRANDMOTHER COLLAPSE IN TEARS — AND EXPOSED A LOST HEIR EVERYONE THOUGHT WAS DEAD

bodyguards lay dead behind him.

Across from him stood Sal Lucchese, gold chain bright against his thick neck, flanked by four men aiming submachine guns at Alessandro’s chest.

“It didn’t have to be this way,” Sal sneered. “You brought Katarina’s ghost back into our world. Lorenzo Greco offered peace. We hand over the girl, and you step down.”

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