Chapter 27 Mafia War

Leonardo Franco POV

I only speak when I stop in front of the house. “How long has it been like that?”

She stares straight ahead. “You know how it is in small villages.” Just about forever then.

I turn to face her. “From now on, you take a man with you when you go shopping.” She lets that sink in before reaching for the door handle. “And you go to the village.” I clench my jaw. “You will shop at the market and anywhere else you damn well please.”

My mother gets out. So do I, but I hang back, leaning in the open door as I watch her walk to the house with her shoulders squared and her expression hidden behind those glasses that obscure half of her face.

The assistant comes down the steps to take the basket. At the front door, my mother turns around. “Aren’t you coming?”

“I have business to take care of. I’ll be home for lunch.”

She nods and disappears into the house.

My grip on the roof of the car is hard. I feel like punching something. Someone. I loosen my fingers one by one and get ba