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With the evidence of Gable’s illegal payment for shredding records, a new determination settled over me. We had proof of fraud, but we needed to [more…]

Old Joe’s revelation about Garra’s demotion was a turning point. We had an angle. Now, we needed hard evidence to expose his fraud. The fraudulent [more…]

Old Joe’s words about Garra acting without permission gnawed at me. The mob, despite its brutality, had its own code, its own hierarchy. I needed [more…]

The revelation about the maritime license fueled me, but Garra wasn’t waiting for me to consolidate my position. He hit back, hard, through the one [more…]

The next morning, I met Felix Rinaldi in a secure, neutral location he’d picked: a dusty, temporary office inside a shipping container at the bustling [more…]

I left Uncle Joe’s, a surge of adrenaline mixing with grim determination. Knowing Nora had a plan, and that Old Joe held the key, made [more…]

The Bayonne Senior Home smelled of disinfectant and faint potpourri. It was a quiet, unassuming place, far removed from the docks and the shadows of [more…]

The weight of the duffel bag in my trunk felt like a ticking bomb. I couldn’t trust Brody, couldn’t trust Garra’s notary. I needed someone [more…]

The text came late that night, from an unknown number. “Diner parking lot. 11:30 PM. Alone.” I knew it was Gable. The dread in my [more…]

Brody’s threat echoed in my head. I needed proof. Proof that Garra was lying about Nora, about the waiver, about everything. My mind kept returning [more…]