Tomas was in my office the next morning.
I barely slept a wink the previous night.
"They do have some nerve. I have to hand it to them."
I kept my back turned to him, facing the window that showed off the greenery the wide expanse of land behind my estate portrayed. It was something straight out of a Windows wallpaper.
After several beats of silence, I finally spoke up.
"My father used to say, when an empire collapses, there's always an insider."
He agreed. "It's been obvious that they're trying to bring you down."
"They're working with Ricciardi." I cut to the chase.
"Impossible."
Sharply, I turned to him with a stern glare.
"I know what I'm saying." I emphasized.
He was quiet for a moment before speaking again.
"So what do we do?"
"It's about time we annihilate them. Massimo needs to know I'm not one to mess with. If I can end my family, then I have no problem ending him too."
"That's a big move. It hasn't happened in so long."
