Chapter 127

• Alessio
• "Do not come to me to speak ill of the dead easily and respect their memory," my sister said between teeth and went straight to hit her so Massimo had to put up with her. You have no right to say a shit about him!
• "He lives in your bubble, but he was a hummingbird who went from here to there, one who did not hesitate to put women from other mafias to be smart enough not to be caught in the middle of a mess, so land," she snapped and I knew that there must be some truth in those words.