Chapter 78

• If Alexander were to carry out the act of killing Sandro—especially in the aftermath of Richard's damnation—it would thrust him into the daunting role of the new don, one that required him to juggle leadership while ensuring the survival of his family—a precarious balancing act, to say the least.
• "You owe me," Alexander stated in Italian, his arm extended protectively in front of Valerie, whose whimpers echoed through the room like a haunting melody. "You fucking owe me a life, Viscenzo!"
• Sandro tilted his head slightly, amusement flickering across his features. "Get out of my way," he commanded, but Alexander remained stubbornly rooted in place. Without further hesitation, Sandro squeezed the trigger, sending a bullet straight through Alexander's knee.