Marcell’s POV.

“You sure you don’t want to add this room to the reno list?” Ren asks me from the very familiar pinstripe chair.

Nothing in Aldo Russo’s office had changed since the old Don’s death at my hand when I put a bullet between his eye in the basement of this very estate. The same day I put my cousin and the woman he loved in a stolen car and sent them off to the east coast with a new identity. The same day I stepped into the position of Don Russo, ...