"As Lorenzo's men dragged Marco out of the study, Salvatore sank into his chair, his body trembling with grief and anger. He had just condemned his own brother to death, a brother he had loved and trusted his entire life.He knew that he had no choice. Marco had betrayed him, had threatened his family, and had attempted to kill his son. As the head of the Moretti family, he had to maintain order and protect his own.But that didn't make it any easier.He sat alone in his study for hours, lost in his thoughts. He thought about his childhood with Marco, the good times they had shared, the bond that had once existed between them. He wondered how things had gone so wrong.Finally, Lorenzo returned. He stood silently before Salvatore, his face grim.'It's done, Don Salvatore,' Lorenzo said, his voice barely audible.Salvatore nodded, his eyes filled with tears. He didn't need to ask for details. He knew what had happened.'What about the Shadow Wolves?' Salvatore asked, his voice hoarse.'We've taken care of them, Don Salvatore,' Lorenzo said. 'We sent them a message. They won't be bothering us again.'Salvatore nodded again. He knew that Lorenzo meant that they had eliminated the Shadow Wolves, silencing them permanently.He was now alone, with no one to trust. His son was on the run, his brother was dead, and his family was in disarray. He had made difficult choices, but he wasn't sure if he had made the right ones.He knew that the road ahead would be long and difficult. But he was determined to rebuild his family, to restore his honor, and to protect those he loved, even if it meant sacrificing everything."
