Talia’s POV
There was nothing quite satisfying like putting a bullet between the eyes of someone who betrayed you and I felt an immense rush of joy as I watched them die.
The tides were going to turn now, I knew it. I’d suffered a lot and it was time to get back everything I’ve lost and more. The search for the mole in my mafia had began and I knew it wasn’t going to be long before I would find out who the person was.
Traditions were hard to break in the mafia and it took years, decades even, in some cases before certain laws were revisited and reversed but the death penalty for betrayal was something that would never change.
Making promises wasn’t my thing and I made it a habit not to let myself overindulge when it comes to situations like these but when I saw the dejected look on
