Chapter 47
Her first day as liaison started at the Italian compound. Marco greeted her warmly, introducing her to his sons, Antonio, Luca, and Salvatore. All three were in their thirties, sharp-eyed and dangerous.
"My boys will show you the operations," Marco said. "Everything we control, everyone we work with. No secrets between allies, yes?"
"No secrets," she agreed, the wire pressed against her ribs under her blouse.
Antonio, the oldest, took the lead. He walked her through their territories, explaining the protection rackets, the gambling operations, the legitimate businesses they used for laundering. The wire caught everything.
"Our father is building something that will last generations," Antonio said as they stood overlooking the docks. "Not like the Russians or your Adrian. Th
