Chapter 13 - Dominic Watches From The Shadows Of Upper Manhattan
Inside the command center of the Greenwich Village brownstone, Dominic watched the live audio feeds transmitted from Grace’s hidden lapel mic.
His face remained an unreadable mask of stone, though his knuckles turned white as he gripped the arms of his chair.
“They planned a body double swap, boss. They were going to bury an empty casket to seal the probate fraud,” Vance reported grimly.
“They are thorough, I’ll give them that. But arrogance always blinds criminals in the end,” Dominic murmured coldly.
“What are your orders for tomorrow morning’s board meeting at Moretti Shipping headquarters?” Vance asked, standing at attention.
“We strike publicly. No shadows, no whispers. We walk through those glass doors in broad daylight,” Dominic declared firmly.
“The federal marshals have already been briefed with our unassailable financial evidence and the original estate deeds,” Dominic added.
“And what about Veronica and Anthony?” Vance pressed, his eyes gleaming with anticipation for the coming confrontation.
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“Let them enjoy their party on Friday night. They can celebrate their indictments in federal orange,” Dominic smiled darkly.
The stage was set for the grand finale of the Moretti family drama, and the curtain was about to rise.
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