Mafia Kings: Valentino: Chapter 115

I was standing there, lost in a sea of self-hatred, when suddenly everything got very quiet.

I glanced at Isabella.

She was staring at me in fright.

Behind her, Ludavica’s eyes were wide as saucers.

I looked at the priest.

He had his eyes fixed on me expectantly like I was supposed to say something.

I could feel the tension in the chapel –

Not just from the priest and Isabella but everybody in the audience.

Dario…

Niccolo…

Don Vicari.

Shit.

I muttered. “Could

“I said, ‘Have you, Valentino Rosolini, come here to

at

I could think

entire world was

nothing I could

Except –

“No.”

broken by gasps

out in the pews

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