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.

but couldn’t bring myself to say

to let Valentino escort you around Sicily to various towns. So you can see the sights. An early wedding present,

looked

stared at her father, her lower

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

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

Vicari smiled even wider

was one of the few times I’d ever seen him look genuinely happy… like he was a

great-grandmother beamed at Isabella and

smile shifting to something sly and wolfish. “Your

“Really?!” Isabella sobbed.

her father’s side and ran towards me as though she was

stopped short, like she

to foot like an excited child

Valentino!

on her face

one should be that happy about traveling 50 miles

God-given right.

Don Vicari asked, his voice happy

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