Chapter 2

“ Signore , word recently came in from our Russian spies.”

“Sì?”

“Ursin Volkov is dead. Erico Rossi from the New York Famiglia killed him.”

“ Merda! He was my kill. My vengeance. Years of hunting him…all gone.” Sigh. “Either way, the job’s done. We should send Rossi a reward.” Pause. “Very well. Thank you. This is intriguing news. One down.”

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