Chapter VII

By the time I stirred the following day, the sun was already high in the afternoon sky.

The sheets beside me were stone cold, and Vittorio was nowhere to be found. It made sense, I supposed. A Godfather of his stature didn't have the luxury of sleeping in; he was likely long gone, tending to Family business.

My stomach rumbled in protest right on cue, forcing me to drag myself downstairs in search