The group had all toasted to the happy couple and the evening was proving to be a complete success for everyone involved. None more so than Dante himself. As the Reaper stood by at the head of the table, with the Italian Don’s beautiful daughter hanging off him like a piece of living jewellery, he watched the others like the predator. Everyone began to quieten down a little more by now and chat amongst themselves as Dante’s eyes moved across to where Matteo sat in his seat at the table. The moment that Matteo’s eyes met with those of his eldest brother, their plan was set into action. It was time for them to make their move. With a single nod of his head, the Reaper had signalled for Nicola to move and the well-built henchman moved unseen across the back of the room, sealing off all

