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DANTE's POV Someone had struck the warehouse and I was on my way there with Francesca. As much as it would have been a better idea to leave her with my father while I sorted out business, I did not think it was a good plan knowing the kind of person my father was and their history. It was also because I did not trust him… not anymore. There was something he had said about my brother’s death that struck me as odd. He had mentioned that he had seen brieftly the boss of the killers before the bullet past him and struck Gio but there was nothing of that mentioned throughout our conversations including present day. It was obvious that my father knew something he wasn’t saying and that something would lead me to the person who gave out the information that killed my brother. I had the tingle