Chapter 19: The Mafia King's Traitor

*WARNING: This chapter contains explicit mention and disturbing descriptions of violence.*

[Juliette’s POV]

I arrived at Ralph’s side and finally saw Mandy Virtus—and he reminded me of Papa’s pompous ass business partners; those who brag and bray but never sign a damn deal because they’re too scared to commit.

Standing in the middle of the lobby like the conductor of an orchestra of men in black suits and shades, with both hands grabbing each side of his hips like a runway model, Mandy bore an uncanny resemblance to Sandy Virtus.

Except for his Beethoven white hair, Mandy is what would become of Sandy should he finally switch to a diet of human food and sunbathing.

I bit my lower lip to contain a giggle. Goddamn it, Juliette! Not now!

“Good morning, Mandy,” Ralph’s deep voice thickened the airwaves.

Instantly, all sound and movement halted, even the slightest twitch of a muscle.

I swallowed my giggle, while Mandy looked as though he had just witnessed his own death.

And then he