na

's desk at Syndicate headquarters. The air wa

erritory rights to your dau

writing. He loo

the Family, but he needed an established

uggling lines, his four casinos, and the two

dollars in laundered cash,"

ir. He studied my face, looki

ast two million. I was offering him a

to transfer assets internally," Romano confir

do the paper

al briefcase containing eight hundred

severance, I now possesse

rebuild. Enough to ensure my ch

ury apartment in a neutral zone, miles

se on a beautiful, upscale cafe

ines, hired clean staf

but he tipped his hat to me through the window-a silent acknowledgment. The

money. But I should have known the v