Chapter Thirty-One
SANTE
The next day
The guys finally locked in the contract to expand ACE Trucking into new territory and gave us extra time to wash any dirty money. The Serbians passed the five million dollars over in small bills, and we agreed on two trucks to carry their crates of guns monthly. I stood off to the side with my brothers Savio and Renato as we loaded everything up. Savio took a little bit of a break from the business to help with the baby, and I led most of the meetings to get them back to the table even though I’d brought a little attention from the media with Ted’s killing. He nodded at me and I proceeded with the announcement.
“Gentlemen, it’s done.” I slapped Renato on the back.
“What’s the word?” Renato asked.
“We take over Colombo’s turf officially.”
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