The Capo’s Sacrificed Wife
ShirleyAfter DeathTragic LovePlot TwistsMafiaBiasChildWinning Back the WifeRegretFace Slapping
The annual Family dinner was in full swing, the clink of glasses and hum of conversation filling the air.
Paige, never one for a kind word, stumbled over, a glass of wine in her hand, her breath reeking of cheap booze.
"You know," she said, a sly, knowing grin on her face, "I used to be jealous as hell of you. He's a Capo. He runs a whole borough."
"A lot of good that's done you, huh? Still stuck in the slums, where gunshots are your nightly lullaby."
I heard the mockery in her voice. The list for the Family's secure compound was out, and once again, my name wasn't on it.
I held my own glass, my voice steady. "They're Family rules. Not even Dean can break them. A Capo's wife still has t