RHYS’S POV
The hall went silent the moment I stepped in.
All members of the Circle rose to their feet, exchanging uneasy glances before bowing their heads.
Of course, they would be uneasy.
They didn’t agree with my mode of operation.
I sat at the head of the table. “I heard you’ve all been asking for me.”
They returned to their seats.
“Rocco died three years ago, and you’ve been our Don since,” Valeria, the leader of the Mexican cartels, spoke. “But after you disappeared a year ago, things changed.”
“And now, they’re back to normal,” I responded. “I’m married too, just like you all advised. So what’s the fuss all about now?”
They murmured amongst themselves before the next one spoke up.
“The fact that you disappeared is the fuss,” a man said. “Our Don needs to be available a
