BOOK THREE: Mafia High School

I fought my way to the top at Rochester Academy using fists. It was easier than admitting I was a dumbshit with a learning disability. The members of my family were known as thugs and I fit right in. Braun over brains won in my world.

Rochester Academy had given me more know-how and helped refine the thug part of my behavior. It also kept my fists in shape while I honed the muscle and boosted my ass-kicking abilities.

The academy was the ...