
I kept my mouth shut.
Twenty-five years behind bars.
For them.
When I got out, I expected respect. A seat at the table.
Instead?
They sent me to Tulsa.
Like I’m some errand boy.
Tulsa?
Cowboy country.
Nothing but strip malls, vape shops, and people who don’t know the name Dwight Manfredi.
But I adapt. I survive.
Always have.
I built an empire before. I’ll build one again—this time, in the middle of nowhere.
With new rules.
My rules.
I recruited my own crew.
Started with a weed shop.
Then took over the streets—step by step.
Because no one runs this town but me.
But the past doesn’t let go easy.
Old enemies want revenge.
New threats keep testing me.
And the family I sacrificed for?
They’re not done stabbing me in the back.
But I’m not afraid.
I didn’t survive prison to be pushed around by amateurs.
I’m the Tulsa King now.
And I didn’t come here to retire.
I came here to reign.
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