Mafia Kings: Valentino: Chapter 68

That evening at dinner, I couldn’t eat.

All I could think about was the man chained in the barn… the horrors of his wounds…

The way he had whispered, Please… KILL me…

Don Vicari seemed to take pleasure in my distress. He smiled throughout dinner like he’d heard an amusing joke.

The great-grandmother kept her eyes on her plate, not ever looking up from it as she ate.

Isabella kept glancing back and forth between me and her father.

Finally, she timidly broke the silence.

“Is… is something wrong, Valentino?”

“He just had a hard day at work,” Don Vicari said.

“Oh – I’m so sorry.” The look of concern she gave me was real.

couldn’t bring myself to

Valentino escort you around Sicily to various towns. So you

looked up

at her father, her lower lip quivering. “Are you…

am,” he said, almost in annoyance. “I wouldn’t have said it if I weren’t

ran around the table. She hugged her father from the side as she continued to cry. “Thank you, Papa – thank you,

Vicari smiled even wider as

ever seen him look genuinely happy… like

beamed at

smile shifting to something sly and wolfish. “Your

“Really?!” Isabella sobbed.

ran towards me as though she

she

she shifted from foot to foot like an

you, Valentino!

face

one should be that happy about traveling

should’ve been their God-given right. Something they’d done all

say, boy?” Don Vicari asked, his voice happy but tinged with dark

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