CHAPTER SEVENTY FOUR

VALENTINO

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“Now that the money is trickling in, how do you intend to clean it? It’s only a matter of time before IRS comes knocking on your door,” Anthony said, throwing a grape into his mouth.

I pushed his legs off my desk, glaring at him. He flashed me a smile, grabbing a notepad and a pen from the table.

“I’ve been thinking about that do. Considered a bunch of things.”

“You should think fast. One doesn’t make billions overnight. It’s how the Costas take care of their dirty money. They put it into a business and poof. The money is cleaned. Matteo might have brought up the idea, but Leonardo nurtured the business. He’s a smart business manager if you ask me.”

“I didn’t,” I said, dryly, but he continued like he didn’t hear me.

“You should take a couple of lessons from him. Eighty percent of their money is clean, but that twenty percent could still fuck them over.”

“Nothing the eighty percent can’t take care of. At this rate, they shouldn’t