Vincent “Vinnie the Ghost” Palermo was smart enough to never get caught and dumb enough to think that meant he was free. For twenty years, he ran the docks — smuggling, laundering, occasionally breaking kneecaps for old time’s sake. He lived by a code: don’t rat, don’t trust anyone smiling too wide, and never, ever meet alone with a cop who refuses to take cash.
Three men entered a room. Only one walked out unchanged — and he was the only one who never pretended to be good. the cop the gangster the devil
And the devil, as it turns out, wears a badge. Vincent “Vinnie the Ghost” Palermo was smart enough
But Vinnie wasn’t stupid. He’d planted his own insurance — years of recordings, photos, ledgers detailing every favor Thorne ever gave him. When the flashbangs went off, Vinnie didn’t run. He laughed. Three men entered a room