The Moretti Bloodline
The Blood-Stained Crown: The air in the back room of Il Vesuvio was thick with the scent of expensive tobacco and the metallic tang of unspoken threats. Lorenzo Moretti, the "Silver Fox" of the Chicago underworld, sat behind a desk carved from dark Italian walnut, his rings catching the dim light as he rotated a glass of neat bourbon. At seventy, his eyes were still as sharp as the switchblade he had used to carve his way into power forty years ago. But the empire he had built—a sprawling network of unions, docks, and high-stakes gambling—was beginning to tremble at its foundations. The Moretti family was no longer the only predator in the jungle, and worse, the rot was starting from within. Lorenzo had two heirs. His eldest, Dante, was a hurricane in a tailored suit. Dante believed that
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