“At the end of the day, gentlemen,” I looked up at their serious expressions, “the Coppolas and the Capris are after the same three things. Money, land, and oil. Label me what you want, but I am the best move you’ve got right now.”
“We’re impressed.” Pippo, the oldest of the three, nodded at his two brothers with satisfaction. They all sat in chairs on a little platform in front of me. Apparently, this room was where they conducted most of their business. “You’re a quick study, Alessia.” I bit my tongue as I wanted to correct him on my name, but I knew better.
“Thank you.”
“I have one last question.” Lotto, the youngest, waved a hand to get my attention. “Why, after all these years, would you want to be in the seat of power after you’ve expressed your disgust with the Capri family?”
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