Chapter 9: A Grand Funeral, Buried in Style
(Alessandro's POV)
The afternoon sun cast long shadows across the M City business district as I slid into the backseat of my waiting car. My phone rang almost immediately. One glance at the caller ID made my jaw tighten.
"Sir?" Tony caught my expression in the rearview mirror.
I answered with a curt "Yes?" already knowing what awaited me on the other end.
My father's gravelly voice filled the line. "Alessandro, we need to talk. Now."
"I'm in the middle of something," I replied, keeping my tone neutral despite the irritation building inside me.
"Your brother is dead." The words hung in the air between us. "Or did you think I wouldn't find out?"
I pinched the bridge of my nose. "I was going to tell you."
"When? At his funeral?" Th
