Family Business

Dante

I didn't see him come over.

One moment, I was watching Vittoria disappear into the crowd, her head held high despite the storm gathering behind her eyes. The next, a huge shadow loomed beside me, weighted with power and hidden anger.

Giacomo D'Amore.

He was older than her father, built like a man who had spent his youth commanding rooms and breaking kneecaps. His grey hair was slicked back,