Dante’s POV.
I head to the restaurant for some much needed family catch up. I enter, and Carmine is sitting with members of the club and is laughing and enjoying his meal. He sees me and I nod my head once and walk to where my family is seated.
I join them after kissing my mom, sister and hugging my dad’s and brothers-in-law. We all talk about our lives. I engage in the conversation and keep an eye on the younger kids in our family who are seated at the next table, all but Lupo. He is sitting at the grown-up table because he needs help eating. The others have their own table.
“So, Dante, how is the club?” My mom asks, and I look up as I cut my New York strip steak.
“It’s going well. Profits are up. No issues. How are your businesses doing?” I don’t name specific ones because my parents
