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“Elia,” I call.

The older man turns to face me. He has a splint on his nose, and his lip is split on one side.

“Yes?” he says.

I suddenly grow nervous. I’ve never commanded one of Gabriel’s capos before, not like this. What if he tells me to fuck off?

No, I’m being stupid. It is my right to make...

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