Chapter 65
Marcello was stronger than he looked, which was a good thing because Fausto was heavy. Hefting the unconscious man’s body up the back stairs was a one-man job simply because the stairway was so narrow. When the sweating Marcello finally reached the doorway at the top of the landing, he kicked it with the toe of his shoe. Gino, one of Gallo’s a…
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