Gory stuff aside, I hoped Nuncio would at least persevere in other areas. But he proved himself absolutely incapable of handling the Family’s business dealings and finances, too. Can’t say he didn’t try, though. Within three months of taking over, he funneled all our laundered cash into a big-ass construction project but failed to analyze the risks or calculate the anticipated costs. We lost our liquidity and were left with a half-finished residential block in the suburbs and no money to finish the build. I had to leverage several of my father’s connections to find investors ready to buy the units before the gray shell phase was complete. After that fiasco, Nuncio started consulting with me on all investments. By my nineteenth birthday, unbeknownst to the rest of the Family, I was making e
