Chapter 43 – Those Eyes

Fallon

"I-I don't know what you're trying to say—" I stuttered, but he cut me off.

"You're searching for your half-siblings, not for revenge but to indulge information about the mafia?" He sneered and cocked the rifle. I took a step back in feigned nervousness. "I knew I should've said something the first time I sensed something suspicious with you."

I shook my head. "I don't know where you're getting that information but you're walking on thin ice right now, Old Barry."

Aster stepped forward and shielded me. With a serious tone, he said, "Drop your gun. You know what punishment waits for disrespecting the Mistress of the mafia. It doesn't matter who you are as long as you're not the Master. The punishment is cruel to anyone. Drop. The. Gun."

But Old Barry did not budge. "Move aside, young Aster. You don't know who you're protecting. She's most likely a spy from the government."

Whispers and mumbles erupted in the hall. I shut my eyes and frustratedly sighed.

Aster continued, "He's co