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Post by Giovanni DiLeonardo on Jul 21, 2009 21:54:46 GMT -6
Giovanni smiled and said "Then go to bed." Then he stood up, and smoothed out his clothes he walked over to his dresser, and pulling out his Beretta, he placed it in his top drawer and cleared his throat. He wasn't tired yet, perhaps he would call Little Nicky Cerami, a DiLeonardo gunman. He needed to put the purge into action.
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Post by Serafina DiLeonardo on Jul 21, 2009 21:57:36 GMT -6
Serafina rolled onto her side. Atleast Luciano was safe, even if she felt dead inside now...
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