Mafia Kings: Valentino: Chapter 76

Despite Paolo being a worrywart, nothing bad happened. We got home in plenty of time.

At dinner, Don Vicari asked, “Did you enjoy your day out?”

Isabella started talking his ear off about Cefalù – the buildings, the restaurants, the ocean breezes, everything.

The old guy barely paid attention to her. He just grunted Mm-hm and That’s nice.

I think she was so high from her experience that she didn’t notice. Or didn’t care.

She just beamed like the sun coming out from behind the clouds.

“Can we go to another town tomorrow?” she asked eagerly.

“I suppose,” he said as he continued to cut his meat.

“Where?”

“I’ll talk with your fiancé after dinner.”

After dinner, Isabella almost went skipping out of the dining room.

The old lady came up and beamed as she patted my cheek.

“You a good boy,” she said, then followed her great-granddaughter.

Don Vicari had a slightly different reaction.

“I don’t care where you go tomorrow, just as long as I don’t have to hear every goddamn detail,” he said crankily as he walked out of the room.

Fuckin’ bastard.

Still…

We had his permission to keep going on.

That’s all I needed.


got to see Messina, on the northeastern tip

Ludavica were like two kids in a candy

saw every famous landmark, and basked in the sunshine

were truly experiencing freedom – and they enjoyed

say I was experiencing

town we visited, I

enough for

but I could tell she

As the wedding approached.

ask her what was wrong because

each

the disaster just over the


I asked Isabella

church. Maybe a cathedral in Palermo, so Don Vicari

orders, no futzing over the reception menu, no drama about the wedding dress – but

when Isabella said,

“…Resuttano?”

heard

smiled at my puzzlement. “It’s a little place about five miles from here. There’s a chapel on the outskirts of

great-grandmother – the 91-year-old who kept calling

we’re getting married?” I asked in

Why – did you want something bigger?” she

no, that’s

I still double-checked with Don Vicari

be getting married in the

right,” he said, not even

a

contemptuously, “chapels tend not to be

ignored his snark. “Who’s

“Your family.”

I asked in

to his grandmother. “Plus Rocco, my other two daughters, and their families. Why, were you

ton of other families

I meant

people who controlled cities like Rome, Milan,

Vicari smirked. “Did they show up at your brother’s wedding? Not Don Rosolini’s – the other

He meant Adriano’s.

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