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t had been a long weekend of training my limbs were aching and my body was just about functioning. Domienico had told me in time I would get used to it cause right now my body didn’t want to move and we were going to the shooting range. I hoped I didn’t shoot one of them, maybe Nicolo he was still an ass hole I often wondered how he and Domienico we’re related. They were nothing alike.

‘Sir we have the photo and we have a lead on the plates.’

‘Enter.’

Gianni. Luca, Metteo, Marco and Antonio were in the large office trying to work out a strategy to get Vallea back; they'd told their sisters they were not to get involved; it was too dangerous. Putting the plans aside Deiago placed the photo down and it had been enlarged so they could see their perpetrators face. They stared at it, it was a face Gianni and Luca did not know but the others recognised.

‘That’s Nicole Russo.’

‘Who is he?’

‘He wants to take away Italy. He is our sworn enemy, he is Mafia.’