The Politics of Desire
Splitting Spring
"Name your price. I want my rightful share. My mother's inheritance, including the shares in the overseas accounts, and the profits from the three Aelorian smuggling routes."
Antonio's expression darkened instantly. "You're insane! Absolutely not. You're trying to gut half of the Corleone family's assets!"
"Insane?"
Elvira walked to the window and stared at the garden below. Her tone was calm, but the determination in it was unmistakable.