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do Fa

ready know, I a

by Fabri, but outside the Famil

stick around long enough, th

I've always

capo, ranking as the second to the Boss of the Col

new my history nor how much I've grown to detest the word. I didn't ask him what he actually

Yes, he is dead. I know r

say? Well, I've fought tooth and nail and I've gone lengths t

ou?Well your answer doesn't ma

feel so big no

mily's Palatial. It didn't require a soothsayer to tell the members tha

avoidable to the residents of the Family, and in a

igliere, Marco and I, the Underboss abo

rong Dog, Joe, I'm certain you're aware" He continu

him, made no mistakes to leave it pending. But Lil Joe, an associate of the Colombo's had overnight seemed to grow so

mily is a valued commodity. It is an unspoken notion b

He needn't say another word Lil Joe had hung up on Paolo. In that moment, I guessed t

on went on cursing as he rummaged

ks so lowly of what you've become." I said as I took a long sip

shed a death glare towards my direction as

hen they find out that the Don got duped by an assoc

Fabri" Mar

n, gesturing with both arms in the

The Don has nothing to talk about with a mere associate but again S

gain, I'm not Consigliere, so my opinions hold on weight when they're in direct contr

it been my words were taken for it, we'd have kept Lil Joe put, in his place, and we'd

u put tha

ging his hands against the sleek boards of the table

n done has

e been kept in his place and he still can!

of them disgusting Gambino's. How he got in, I don't know, but I do

for a reason and you can come up with something. It seems like the only resolution at this point, and it'd give us

it?" Marco added, unable to hide hi

alls in place, protect the best interest of the Don" I spewed, but the expression on Marco's fac

or it?" He said, fondling with

t be, rationale and smart as they portray themselves to be, in there somewhere, there's just a self will

nts, there's still a remnant of self will that fights the bulk

r lane, Marc

id, cutting in abruptly, reaching for the pistol beneath the

efinitely annoyed by the back and forth between me and Marco, but we never d

e we are yet