Unbound
“I can't stay in this city anymore. I can't come back. Not unless I'm willing to die.”
“Luna, he doesn't own the fucking city. You said so yourself.”
“He doesn't have to own it.” My voice was quieter now. “That's not how it works.”
I looked down at my hands, rubbing my palms together. They still felt cold.
“Among mafia families, when a Don declares something like that, it's not an empty threat. It's an order. Everyone under his authority knows what it means. If someone finds me here after that, they don't have to ask questions. They don't have to wait for permission. He already gave it.”