“Is that why Mr. Davidoff found you in the park?” Don Ferone asked gently.
“Yes. My life was a daily routine of being drugged, tortured, and raped. I wasn’t a willing rent boy. I constantly tried to escape. In the end I thought death was my only choice.”
“My information said he only ran addicts who needed protection, and we got a cut.” The mobster raised an eyebrow.
“He makes us into drug abusers, we get no funds and he takes the rest aside of what he gives to you. Also, he skims. The take is always a fourth to a third larger than he states.”
Ferone looked at Armand. “Would this boy lie to me?”
“For what reason? He’s already out. He doesn’t have to worry about retribution from Apuso, and he also knows he’s safe here from anyone else, so why would he lie?” Armand answered.
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