Kimon’s parents had been in the mob.
That was no secret. He’d grown up on romanticized tales of exploits, tales of grandeur and wealth. As he’d grown up, he’d learned that most of the tales had been tainted vanilla, and the sweet victories his mother paraded about were little more then gentle...
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