Mr Cruz [BOOK 1]
If you do not follow these conditions…) Verdi’s voice was stern and held no nonsense.
“Capisco.” (I understand.) My father agreed without a second thought. Dropping his head, he let the realisation sink in. That we had no family to go back to, we had to move on, we had to relinquish any connections we had with the Mafia and our families.
“Omertà.” (Code of silence.)
“Sì,” We both confirmed in unison. The things we had done up until this point were no longer protected by the Mafia, the Verdi’s. If one word got out about who we were, who we were related to or worked for. We were both dead.
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