Chapter 32

• Luca stood in front of the dark oak desk, his left hand pressed into it as he digested this new piece of information. His face gave nothing away, but his mind was in turmoil.
• Was this the cruel hand of fate at work in his life? How could the ripples of something that happened on a hot summer night 4 years ago come back to bite his ass?
• That year marked the revolution of the gang wars in LA. That was when he had truly taken over. Many lives had been lost - even those of his men. He had considered that a necessary sacrifice because it earned him his respect and seated him at the top of the food chain.