31

A BUSINESS MAN

~STEPHAN

‘You keep what you get through blood.’

That was one of the Mafia rules. The rule was as old as time itself and it was adhered to with great reference.

The Council had demanded the Tower due to the relationship it had with my father. He was obedient and did not ask questions when he dealt with them.

Underneath all the obedience, he was observant and gathered information about the Council in the ledger he left me.

It had been a valuable inheritance and it was what helped me with the Council.

"I admit Stephan, you have surprised me and I am not one to be surprised," Sheevah said as the vehicle drove us back to the streets.

I said nothing. The damage had already been done and I was not the kind of person who had regrets.

"You should have given them the Tower, it's it's your father would have wanted, you just made a great enemy Stephan," Sheevah admonished me.

"Keep my father's name out of your mouth and stop pretending to give a fuck about me, you also get a share