Chapter 227

CASSIAN'S POV

Lucian and Santino held their guns. Lucian looked like he really wanted to shoot Vance in the head. I could tell Vance felt the same way.

Vance nodded. “You told me I’d be dead if I ever came back to New York.”

Vittorio Lucchese nodded. “And now you’re here, like you want to die.”

“We came to make peace, Vittorio,” I said quickly, stopping what was about to become a bad fight. “As t