THE RETURN OF THE MAFIA LAWYER

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g, strategy,

ostalgia. It was about vengeance. And

wer. Politicians, journalists, and mobsters sat in the gallery, all here for the

tailored three-piece suit. Across from him, the prosecution's lea

s muttered under his breath. "This city

usting his Rolex. "That

here to be

here to

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ntered. The

es testified against Volkov, security footage placed him at the cri

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r rose from his seat, buttoning

"You claim you saw my client at the scene. Tell me, do you often make a h

ead through

tness

the prosecu

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ated, then nodd

Calloway, that in exchange for testifying today, t

shifted un

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their case be

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gh the courthouse's back exit, where a b

rolled down, revea

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er," Orlov mused, watching

face impassive. "Y

e was a great man. Too bad h

itched, but he forced h

rlov continued. "Velmoria's changed. It bel

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or unl

out, his jaw tight

alked into th

rlov didn'

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s the

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o the old Dragovic estate-a forgotte

the gardens overgrown. A gho

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jaw, shoving the

him, a file in hand.

ed it open. A surveillance photo o

ing the case,

rked darkly. "

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