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Getting involved with an Italian gang was not always something that the young woman had considered until quite recently. It was almost on a whim that she requested an audience with a certain Tony Marchesi to ask for a favor. The fire that killed her adoptive grandparents in their tiny Brooklyn home had always seemed to her as suspicious. As Hallie was pulled deeper into the dark end of the Prohibition she became more aware of the frequency of double lives and was now entertaining a few possibilities. It was a long shot, but she believed she had something to offer in exchange for information. She straightened up when footsteps approached the booth at the back of the speakeasy. The young woman remained alert, ready to be addressed.