Mafia Kings: Valentino: Chapter 27

The pilot announced over the intercom that we’d be landing in Palermo in 15 minutes. Between the crackling of the speaker and his Sicilian accent, I could barely understand him.

Niccolo came over, sat down opposite me, and buckled up.

“You can literally sit anywhere else in the plane,” I snapped, gesturing at the empty seats around us.

“Not if I want to talk to you.”

“Well, I don’t want to talk to YOU.”

“Good, you can just listen. That’ll make it shorter.”

“Niccolo – ”

“Shut up. This might be our last opportunity to talk by ourselves, and you need to know what you’re walking into.”

I stared at him. “What do you mean, ‘what I’m walking into’?”

“Sicilians aren’t the same as other families in the Cosa Nostra, and you haven’t been around any of them long enough to know the differences.”

“Papa was Sicilian,” I pointed out.

“Nonni and Nonna were from the old country, yes,” Niccolo said, using the words for ‘grandfather’ and ‘grandmother.’ “But they had Papa after they came over. He was raised in Tuscany, and he married a girl from Florence. He was always more Tuscan than he was Sicilian.”

“But – ”

“I need you to be quiet and listen, alright? We don’t have much time.”

“If it was so fucking important, why didn’t you talk to me before?”

“Because you were being a snot-nosed little punk.”

“Fuck you.”

“Valentino, this is a direct order from your consigliere, and it holds the same weight as an order from your Don: shut the fuck up and listen to me.”

Niccolo wasn’t playing around.

I grumbled, but I didn’t say anything else.

“Sicily was conquered repeatedly throughout the last 2500 years. The Greeks, the Romans, the Arabs, the French, the Spanish – every few hundred years, the island changed hands.

“This led to a streak of fatalism amongst Sicilians. They’re a proud people, but they’re a conquered people. There’s a sort of… underlying attitude that there’s nothing they can do about their fates.

“That’s the environment that gave rise to the Cosa Nostra. The mafia was able to flourish because it was a bunch of men who said Fuck it and decided to take control of their destinies – and everyone around them just accepted it as inevitable, something they couldn’t do anything about. That is, until the Cosa Nostra finally took it too far, the civilians had enough, and the cops and judges started jailing everybody in the 1980s.

“The most far-sighted families of the Cosa Nostra started spreading into the rest of Italy long before that. They were secretive about it, but they built their power bases outside Sicily.”

“Like Nonni,” I said.

agreed. “And the other

with an iron fist, not

exceedingly proud. That’s why I told you never to question a Sicilian’s integrity. That wasn’t just some cute bullshit I was

a Sicilian

but you know how when we make a promise, we swear on the things we

oath on the life of your children, your wife, or your family, you were making a blood oath. If you swore on something important and then went back on your word, you were basically calling down ruin

Superstitious, maybe…

we all believed it deep down

“If a Sicilian makes a promise to you and swears on something he considers holy, that’s a promise he’ll never break. To do so would be an infamia. Other Sicilian gangsters – his allies, not just his enemies – would kill him on principle alone

sarcastically. I was still fucking pissed at him.

Sicilian you don’t intend to keep. Because if you go back on your word… they’ll

shiver ran up and

tell Niccolo was

about promises made

an arranged marriage?” I asked. “Is his daughter hideous

enough I’d had to

if I had to marry some

doubt it,”

Niccolo-speak to realize he

don’t

– but I doubt it.” Niccolo smirked. “She might not be up to your usual standards, but I’m sure she’s a perfectly

Why not bring her to any of the

about Sicilians: they’re intensely protective of their women. Intensely. Don Vicari’s probably been hiding her away, waiting for the right opportunity to

that’ll benefit him,” I

course. I already told you, that’s the entire reason

why not build alliances with other families on

because he already controls all of Sicily, and now he wants to

We’re in the middle of a war, and we’re kind of losing. We’re not exactly the best family to

smiled grimly. “Don Vicari is not looked upon kindly by the mainland families

“A country bumpkin.”

around him. Never, not even as a joke,” Niccolo warned. “Yes, the Sicilians aren’t quite as worldly as

we’re the only ones desperate enough

“More or less.”

Fuckin’ GREAT.

auctioning me off like a goat to some bunch of hick psychopaths, and their daughter probably had a

thought of

second,” I said.

in Florence – and nearly killed

we’d finally gotten him is because he kidnapped Bianca. While Adriano and Massimo were chasing them, she yanked on

agreed, “Mezzasalma was

if Don Vicari had something to do with Mezzasalma trying

says he gave Mezzasalma the green light to leave Sicily and strike out for new territory on the mainland, but he says he had nothing to do

believe him?” I

lot of things you can

fuckin’

do not make jokes like that around Don Vicari,” Niccolo

wasn’t going to,” I protested

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