Elena
I didn't want to be at this Skijoring race.
But it was headed by the Morettis, and the Ndrangheta were friends of theirs. The Morettis weren't part of the mafia—they didn't have such a reputation. The Morettis have been governors for four years in a row; it's become like a monarchical government, but not in plain definition. The Morettis usually hosted the Skijoring sport every winter in Jackson. Everyone would be present. Sienna and Nera were with Sue at home. I wish I could be there instead.
I hate crowds, and I hate having to be here.
But I'm nothing but Russo's trophy wife.
And I know he wants nothing more than to be embarrassed. It's been two days since the incident, and I guess I would give myself a f*****g medal for ignoring his ass. I looked back at the spectators cheeri
