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Chapter One Hundred and Ten

‘Mi dispiace, signore, è una domanda alla quale non possiamo rispondere, il suo corpo sta guarendo ma la sua mente ha bisogno di recuperare. [I’m sorry Sir that is question we cannot answer, her body is healing but her mind needs to catch up.]

Dante huffed and shook his head,

‘Non abbastanza bravo dottore, voglio delle risposte e se non può darmele le cercherò altrove e toglierò il mio sostegno finanziario alla sua organizzazione.’ [Not good enough Doctor I want answers and if you cannot give them to me I will seek them elsewhere and remove my financial assistance from your organisation.]

Sir Edmund Richardson glared at the back of the handsome Mafia Dons head angrily, he could not afford to lose the financial backing of his paymasters and this young man was one of its top Leaders. For the hundredth time he rued the day his father had decided to risk their family fortune at the roulette table. He had become addicted to gambling and if it were not for his mothers quick thinking to have
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