Epilogue:
Frank Capello checked into his hotel room in Positano, Italy.
He was a big brute of a man, but the efforts he'd made to get here had worn him down. He tossed his suitcase on the bed. The entirety of his worldly possessions and the remainder of his wealth were in that one small case.
Wearily, he walked to and opened the double doors to the Juliet balcony and leaned on the railing as he soaked in the beauty of the cliff-side village spread out before him. A slight breeze cooled the sweat on his flushed face.
His mind was still spinning over how quickly his fortune had changed.
Only six weeks ago, he was the top distributor for female s*x slaves throughout the US and Mexico. Today, he had nothing but the money in his suitcase. One and a half million wasn't much to restart his h
