Greg's POV
I was ready to deal with Vito first. That had been my plan. Vito had been locked up for days, and I was running out of patience. But as I stood there, thinking it over, something twisted in my gut, and I changed my mind.
Vito could wait. Luca couldn’t.
Luca had betrayed me, betrayed all of us, and he had the guts to think I wouldn’t find out. I couldn’t let this slide. Not now. Not ever. If I didn’t put a stop to it, someone else might get ideas. My men had already started whispering behind my back that I was going soft.
That ended today.
“Bring Luca to my office,” I ordered one of my men, my voice like ice.
“Yes, Don,” he said, nodding quickly and leaving the room.
I stood behind my desk, trying to steady myself, my hands gripping the edges of the wood.
Betrayal stung w
