Ricardo’s POV “What are you saying, Rafaello?” My mother scolded, anger evident in her tone. “Who are you accusing of being a traitor here?” “What? No,” my uncle replied, raising his hands up. “I didn't mean one of you, I meant there's a mole in the Castellano Mafia. Someone told the attackers how to fight the family, they know everything about the curse.” I looked at Clara, her eyes widened as she paid attention to Uncle Rafaello, she was right in the end. We had been betrayed. “But how does that affect us, this safe house is a secret,” Nero chipped in, crossing his arms on his chest. “Yes, it was supposed to be something for only family,” Uncle Luigi retorted. “But seeing as you knew about it, God only knows how many non-family members know too.” Nero turned to look at uncle Luigi, his hand clenched beside him, “Are you accusing me?” “No, I'm not.” My uncle replied, moving close to him until they were standing face to face. “I'm just pointing out facts.” “Whoa, whoa,” Uncl
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