Chapter 725

• Piers looked at his father, the Mafia Don whose bulk filled the room, his personality overwhelming the Chinese dealers who had come to meet them.
• The young man’s lips twitched. His Pappa was a bull when it came to business, handling the deal with such aplomb that in no time, the bemused men had agreed to his terms. They were absolutely fazed by his dominating demeanour.
• As the Don’s eyes flicked to Piers, he narrowed his eyes, silver grey in the harsh light, like his father’s