Chapter Eighty-Nine.
“Three days we have been here, and yet still she shuns me,” Giovanni groaned, his anxiousness and frustration at not seeing his niece spilling out for the first time since the dinner on the first day of his visit.
Mario stud looking at his boss, wondering why the man before him could not simply accept that the girl was not ready, and may never be so. He knew Gio was coming from a good place, wanting to look after her, and feeling the guilt of not being able to protect his half-sister, and wanted to atone for his perceived sin of leaving her to die. Not that he had done that, but Mario knew he felt as if he had. However, his boss was not handling the situation well at all. He was taking Safron’s refusal to meet with him yet as a slight. But the Capo knew it was no s
