Chapter 13 - ghost from the past
The gun in Alessandro's hand trembled slightly for a beat. The symbol of the black crow piercing a skull did not belong to any current gang, but was a remnant of the Corvi gang—the power that his own father, Don Vincenzo, had leveled twenty years ago.
The Corvi gang once ruled the underworld with inhumane brutality, trafficking drugs and children's organs. Vincenzo Moretti had to resort to the most horrific, bloody war in history to wipe them off the map of Boston.
The sole survivor of that massacre was Lorenzo, the son of the Corvi gang leader. He had escaped to Europe and harbored a bone-deep hatred for twenty long years, waiting for the day Vincenzo's throne weakened.
"They don't just want to ruin the business, Boss," Marcus said anxiously. "They want blood revenge. Lorenzo definitely knows about Don Vincenzo's illness."
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Alessandro clenched his fists, his knuckles cracking. The enemy had made the biggest fatal mistake by daring to touch his family. "Upgrade the estate's security to red alert. Not even a single fly is allowed in."
👉 read part 14 to witness the attack on the estate.
