Chapter 131 The Knock of War

The Russo safe house had never felt this suffocating.

Inside the study, Don Vincenzo Russo paced endlessly.

Back and forth.

Back and forth.

His hands were clasped tightly behind his back.

His jaw remained clenched.

His thoughts refused to settle.

It had been hours.

Far too many hours.

He stopped bef...

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