Diego's POV

Santo sparked his lighter. “You forgave Dominic, didn’t you?”

My eyes snapped to his. “I haven’t forgiven him,” I growled. “I’m forced to keep him alive for now. That’s all. He may still serve a purpose.”

“The kid might, too.”

“You want to recruit him?”

“Why not?” Santo shrugged. “He’s strapped for cash, he’s got dependents, and if he was bold enough to set fire to our shit, he stands to make something of himself in this Mafia. We could mold ...