“We’ll see.” I lean back in the chair and weave my fingers together behind my head. “Now, there’s one more thing we need to discuss. Your compensation for your loyalty. You get to remain as my underboss, of course. But what else do you want?”
Salvo watches me with narrowed eyes. He may have previously said he doesn’t expect anything in return, but he is a businessman. There’s no way he’ll let an opportunity such as this pass without taking advantage of it. Maybe he’ll ask to take on the casinos. That’d be fine by me. I’ll find some other role for Tiziano.
“The hand in marriage of a Cosa Nostra woman of my choosing,” he finally says.
Both my eyebrows shoot up. That I didn’t expect. “Take your pick. All I need is the name, and we’ll set the date and book the church.”
“Zara Veronese.”
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