The Moretti Brothers
was raining again. I lived in a house built like a fortress. Tall steel gates. Armed guards at the corners. Windows so thick, not even sound could slip through.i didn’t know why. All i knew was that my three older brothers ran “important business,” always in black suits, always tense. You’d see them whispering to scary-looking men, hear the quiet clink of guns being cleaned in the night, or find them returning home with blood on their sleeves
About The Moretti Brothers
was raining again. I lived in a house built like a fortress. Tall steel gates. Armed guards at the corners. Windows so thick, not even sound could slip through.i didn’t know why. All i knew was that my three older brothers ran “important business,” always in black suits, always tense. You’d see them whispering to scary-looking men, hear the quie...Read more