I drove my fist into his face.
His nose cracked sideways.
"You lost every right."
"She's lying..."
"Silence!"
My voice echoed through the chamber.
"I haven't said it's your turn to answer."
I glared at both of them.
"Sicilians protect their own, you vermin."
"If you don't know how to do that—if you insist on behaving like the animals of Calabria—then you swore allegiance to the wrong code."
I picked up a long steel spike, sharp enough to serve as a letter opener, rolling it between my fingers.
"You chose to wait all those years. She was still mine!"
"We're not the 'Ndrangheta."
"We don't stain our homes with blood because we lack the strength to command respect."
"You were tolerated."
"But you touched what never belonged to you."
"Valentina has been mine since the night I c
