Chapter 61
- —Tristan—
- Damian, Savio, and I linked arms, pressing over the tattoo of the other. “You will be a better Don than me, Damian. You won’t kill people who might be useful to us. Your logic will make the Russo clan even stronger.” Damian didn’t say anything, only stared at me.
- Savio shook his head. “Tristan, let’s attack them. I’d rather die fighting than have you in their fucking hands.”