50."Complications and Conflicts"

Andrew DeLuca

I observe my possible brother's face closely through the window. His gestures, his way of acting, were identical to Ize and my mother's, but I had no idea from whom I had inherited these traits. I didn't even know who I resembled. Perhaps I was unique. I was becoming more convinced that he was indeed my brother, and I didn't know what to do about it. I didn't want to keep him captive, but I couldn't trust him enough to set him free.

First, I needed to gather enough evidence to prove that his father was a scoundrel of the worst kind.

"We heard what Moretti did to you, Don. If you want to seek revenge, we're in it for your honor," one of the mobsters said.

"Thank you, Carlo, but for now, I'm thinking. An epic revenge is much better than something done in the heat of anger," I said coldly.

I could think of a million places I'd rather be right now, but these Cosa Nostra meetings had to happen regularly. Lead