Chapter 84

• My temper flared before I could control it and I had to take a few deep breaths so I didn’t snap at one of the few true friends I had. My father was the last person on this fucked up earth I wanted to turn to for help. It was a testament to the friendship Tristan and I shared that I managed to keep the volume of my voice level. “No. I’ll handle this myself. This is between me and Mario. My father has made it clear he’s not getting involved, even if I wanted him to. He won’t choose between his sons.” The mafia boss apparently did have a weakness after all. After all these years of him lecturing me about how disgusted he was by my own, he wasn’t such a hard ass himself. Not when it came to his family. However, he’d also made it very clear he wouldn’t interfere, as long as I kept Mario alive.
• That was going to be hard to do this time around.
• “Look. I’m here for you, Luca. What do you need me to do?”