Lorenzo Vitale
The eyes of the eleven men shift between indignation and doubt as my father delivers a more open speech about who Lorenzo Vitale is today.
We begin with the prayer and the oath to the code of silence, and when the floor is given to my father, he explains the various threats in deliberately vague terms so that Giacomo remains unaware of our suspicions.
When his speech ends—with the same conviction and strength as the one he gave to all the guests while naming me President of Parola Rosso—he officially declares me the new Capo of Cosa Nostra.
The pride on his face is unmistakable.
So is the challenge.
He is demanding that I become better than him.
Not merely a keeper of peace and a caretaker of Cosa Nostra, but a visionary who expands territories, wealth, and power.
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