Alessandro Maurizio
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"Il giorno in cui ho portato Jordan al Castello Sforzesco di Milano, quando mi hanno sparato, hai parlato con qualcuno degli uomini qui a Chicago?" (The day I took Jordan out to the Castello Sforzesco back in Milan, when I got shot, did you talk to any of the men here in Chicago?)
"Wow, ciao anche a te, capo," Lorenzo said sarcastically, but I wasn't in the mood to joke around. It had been a few days since the incident with the bomb and while a lot of us came out unscathed, we lost a few men. (Wow, hello to you too, boss.)
I was angry at myself for not realizing sooner that it could have been a trap. If I had, we wouldn't have buried over ten men. I didn't like thinking too much about it and I knew if I didn't act fast, I was going to lose more men.
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