Chapter 10 - Dawn Over the Harbor (The End)The storm clouds parted with dramatic suddenness, allowing the first pale, golden rays of dawn to spill across the Atlantic City shoreline. The rain-washed air smelled crisp and clean, carrying the distant sound of seagulls wheeling over the open ocean.
At the newly restored private drydock, federal marshals and local state police had arrived in force to take custody of Vincent and Victoria Rossi, along with the port director and their corrupted associates. The handcuffs clicked into place one by one, sealing the definitive end of a corrupt political dynasty that had terrorized the boardwalk for decades.
Dante Moretti stood near the edge of the pier, his broad shoulders relaxed against the morning breeze. Beside him stood Teresa Cruz, wearing the wool overcoat, her eyes bright with the promise of a completely new life. Her sister’s medical treatments were now fully and permanently secured by the Moretti Foundation, and the dark cloud hanging over her family had been permanently lifted.
Dante turned to her, a rare, genuine smile touching his lips as he offered her his arm.
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“Come, Teresa,” the king of the boardwalk murmured softly, pulling her close against his side as they walked together into the brilliant morning sunlight. “Let’s go home.”
The End.
