“What do I know about the Morettis?” he repeats, laughing again, an edge of hysteria to the sound. “I know enough to stay the fuck off their radar. How’s that?” “Come on, they can’t be that bad.” Sure, they’re a crime syndicate, but they’re still just people. Like the Sleepless Reapers? Benny’s voice whispers in the back of my mind. That’s different. “I’ve heard Lorenzo Moretti’s enforcer carves out the hearts of his victims and keeps them as trophies,” a deep voice says from my other side. I startle and turn my head to find the man from last night. The person already occupying the stool to my
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