“No, it can’t wait.” He shakes his head. “When I’m gone, there will be chaos. You know that.”
“You are not dying anytime soon. The Family needs you.” I press my lips together tightly. “I need you.”
Giuseppe Agostini has been leading the Chicago branch of the Cosa Nostra Family for twenty years, but he’s also been the rock of our own family. While he had his own wing, we all lived in the same house. I can’t imagine not having him here.
“It’s the circle of life. The old are meant to go, and the young stay.”
“You’re sixty-nine. That’s not old.”
“I know, stella mia. But, it is what it is.” He sighs and squeezes my hand. “You know how things work in our world. If a don dies without a successor defined, there will be an internal war within the Family. I called the capos to come the day afte
