Salvatore.

Bruno called for a meeting of the Amato park members, and I was there too. We gathered in an underground club that belonged to the park. As I walked through the dimly lit corridors of the club, my heart raced with excitement. This meeting, organized by Bruno, was a crucial moment for the Amato park, and I knew I had to make a strong impression. The club was our secret meeting place, where we could discuss our plans without anyone snooping around.

When I reached the entrance, two strong security men stood guard, their serious faces showing their loyalty to the park. They knew me well, as they had...