John Smith parked his car near his daughter's school, a knot of apprehension forming in his stomach. He knew that as a prosecutor and a member of the rival family, every public encounter carried a certain tension. He got out of the vehicle and began walking towards the school entrance, his eyes alert for any sign of Rocco or even Vittorio Amorielle.

However, what he saw as he approached the gate surprised him. His daughter, Donna, was there, smiling and chatting animatedly with Jake ...