Because the Albanians disrespected us, and if we’re not careful, it will happen again and again. And then word will get out. We’ll lose control. Everything Father spent years building will crumble. He became a violent, capable man to make the Family what it is today, but what he doesn’t seem to understand is that the need for those sort of men doesn’t just disappear because you’ve made it out of the gutter. The gutter is always reaching out, trying to drag you back down.
The more I ponder, the hotter my rage grows. So when the asshole at the bar who starts getting handsy with an innocent woman, it is clear that he has picked the worst possible time to do it. I’m not some white knight and I sure as hell don’t trust any woman in Sole Nero. But at the very least they deserve a modicum of res
