Mafia Crowned

Harvey was murdered, and we

s only standing six feet away-but

s over the River Thames stretched endlessly, the water sparkling in the early summ

floor we were on now comprising the living area, kitchen, and office, and downstairs were the four bedrooms, each with their own bat

om like smoke, making

ith you?" I tried again. "Your son is de

an emotionless mask. "I think torturing a m

ad stolen him from us, had diminished our family, and he had to pay. I'd needed to get him to talk, to admit to me that Greyson Gilligan had been the one to send him, but the son of a bitch had refused to say a word. I wondered what the Gilligan

st my temper an

uld keep coming, but I wanted us to be strong enough to fight t

rmed what we already know, but th

to it, have they?" my father asked rhetoric

my frustration from boiling over. "The

showing both families w

we out there doing something? This needs to be avenged. An eye for an eye. They killed Harvey, so now we take one of Greyson Gilligan

death for the rest of my days, but I have other responsibilities.

ng because of money. Because you don

t. I think with my head and not my heart when it comes to bu

"That was before my

un down the Gilligans?" He narrowed his eyes an

start

is exactly

was going to marry Hallie Wynter is because we're no

table. "That's bullshit

at my outburst. He had never been one for displ

ngs equall

that. And what if we're wrong about the

ong. Who else

eep your head, Tam. We need to bide our time. When we have proof, then I

London, but until then,

ough me in a white-hot flame, and I wanted to destroy everything and eve

manded. "What does

oman he planned to marry and was more settled down than any of the three of us. Of course, Harv

rees wi

ms and shaking my head. "He has people he want

off, no o

growled, "but we weren't the

to think about," he said. I didn't

ns were the ones behind Harvey's murder, we're still going t

note out of my father's playbook and did my best to not let the pain from my

ed the man Hallie Wynter was about to marry, at her own fu

enough, and

re fucking cowards and they'd r

our p

lligans' plan was to stop the wedding in order to

lisation dawning on me. Oh, Samuel Cornell, yo

way. Leo is a

e her age. Jesus Christ, she's

. "Don't be an idiot, Tam. I don't have t

m thirt

your mother," he pointed

ow

ve an answe

ave any strength against the Gilligans wh

ng. We don'

l the head of this family. Respect

el Cornell as being fearsome while I had been growing up. No one would have dared to cross hi

wouldn't allow families like the Gill

irl? What does she ma

en eighteen. We'd shared a moment back then, but it wasn't something

at her father tells her, jus

y on her. What man would want his daug

an who values his bus

't want to marry anyone-but I also didn't want to anger my father any further. Maybe there was a way I could agree to marr

y mind. "Fine, I will marry h

is t

at the end of the thirty days, or at any point in

't marry a girl who doesn't

nds reasonable to me. I'm sure the Wynters

hand for me to shake, and

ng to go home by the ti