CHAPTER 25
THE RIVAL Vittorio Benedetti did not give up easily. The rival don had been watching Dante for months, studying his routines, his weaknesses, his vulnerabilities. And he had found the biggest one of all: Isabella Marchetti. Benedetti sat in his study in Brooklyn, a glass of scotch in his hand, a file of photographs spread across his desk. Pictures of Bella—at the gala, at the nightclub, walking the grounds of the Romano estate. She was beautiful, yes. Desirable, certainly. But to Benedetti, she was something far more valuable than a pretty face. She was Dante Romano's weakness. The lever that could bring the great Don to his knees. "He's obsessed with her," Benedetti mused, swirling his drink. "Completely, utterly obsessed. He parades her around like a trophy, attacks anyone who look
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