Chapter 25

Fear.

I haven't felt that feeling in more than thirty years. What did I, Zale, the American Don have to fear? 

I had a group of loyal men who were willing to kill and die for me. I had an army of men at my disposal at every edge and corner of the United States of America and dare I say, across the entire world. I was untouchable and no one, not even the president of the Free World could lay a hand on me if I wanted. If it did happen that someone did, like Carter had, their deaths were slow and painful. And their families would also have to suffer from their foolish actions. Carter’s entire bloodline was wiped out and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

I feared nothing. Not even death itself because I felt invincible.

Until now...

I'm so afraid to the point where I'm paralyzed. I'm just sitti