XXXVIII
Coniglio was useless. There was no difference between the mud and him. After the homicide at the Musumeci factory, he had confessed to the carabinieri and ended up in prison. But at the Ucciardone, the Bourbon fortress used as a prison, he had had plenty of time to repent for his confession. He had actually spoken because they were twisting his legs, but this was not a justification; the transfiguration of a man into a singer was strictly f*******n. Nevertheless, he was still alive. The new Mafia of Granata had offered him a chance for redemption.
The same prison housed more people like him and an untold number of Mafia members belonging to defeated gangs. All characters who, in one way or another, had to stop bringing trouble.
One day he received a visit. How the guy had entere
