He blows out a ragged breath and runs his hand down his face. “Christ. I can’t believe it. I thought Sal would outlive us all. How long’s he got?” “No more than six months.” The implications that come with my father’s death are widespread. Civil war between the families. A contract on my life. Our enemies will band together to destroy everything my grandfather built. Pierce has stayed in constant contact with Paulie over the years. With the exception of my father’s illness, he no doubt knows more about the current state of our organization in Brooklyn than I do. He’s far more prepared to take
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