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THE GODFATHER'S SIBLINGS Chapter 87 Very Anxious To See Zandra Russo
Thorton Gallardo POV We’re holding our own. As a matter of fact, we’re doing phenomenally on the war front. No major losses, and my brothers and I have even managed to gain traction in the east, driving back Russo's presence long enough to swoop in to claim their abandoned territory. I should be over the moon about this… I’m nothing but bitter, angry, and anxious. My attempts to track down Rossi have been fruitless. I’ve turned over every stone, checked every dark corner—nothing. The man vanished like the wind and is probably hiding for his life. Which is smart, considering I’m going to kill him. The Russo Mafia have gone into hiding, too. Not the entire Mafia, but the core family. My network of informants can’t seem to locate Manfred Russo, any of his relatives, or Zandra.They’re operating from the shadows—a distinct advantage where they’re concerned—but in a strange way, I’m almost glad. I can breathe a little easier knowing Zandra is far from the violence. But sooner or later, I
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Zandra Russo POVAt the Russo Mafia MeetingGreggy slams his fists against the table, his grim expression made much more bitter by the harsh light overhead. “I lost an eighth of my men last night to those Gallardo dogs!” he seethes. “And they’re disrupting my businesses. I’ve seen an almost fifty percent decrease in profit since this war you started.” I let the old man finish, frankly too irritated to trust myself with a responsible follow-up. The family heads and I am gathered today in the private backroom of one of my family’s restaurants—a front for smuggling weapons in and out using the clever disguise of food crates—for an emergency meeting. My uncles and even Dad are here to sit in on the meeting, a testament to how serious things are getting. We’re all flabbergasted at the amount of progress Thorton has made in such a short amount of time, and he doesn’t show any signs of slowing down. “This is your fault,” Greggy continues, the vein in his temple popping as he points an accus
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Zandra Russo POV “It’s most likely stress and exhaustion,” Aunt Natalya says as she stands up from the edge of my bed. “You should be fine with an aspirin and some much-needed rest.”I shake my head, struggling to sit up. “I can’t. There’s too much work to do.”Mom rests her hands on my shoulders and practically pins me to my pillows. She’s frighteningly strong when she wants to be. “Oh no you don’t. You’re going to listen to Nat, or so help me God I’ll tie you down and knock you out with a hammer.” “Don’t be so dramatic,” Alessandra sighs. She’s seated on the stool in front of my vanity table. “You weren’t this rough with me when I tried getting out of bed,” Jovito points out. One arm is in a sling while his other is thrown over a crutch to support his injured leg. “Because you were shot,” Mom points out. I throw my head back and groan as my family squabbles. What I wouldn’t give right now for a little peace and quiet. I love them all to death, but good grief we’re a loud bunch.“
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Thorton Gallardo POV For a man who works in law enforcement, Detective Rossi sure knows how to hide like a criminal. I’ve scoured every inch of Italy for even a whisper of the man’s whereabouts. There’s a chance he might have left the city altogether, but my gut tells me he hasn’t. Rossi was so determined to see the Mafia shred itself to pieces. Wouldn’t he want to be nearby to watch the madness unfold? He has to be here somewhere; it’s just a matter of narrowing down possible hideouts. If I were a disgraced detective hell-bent on avenging my dead wife and daughter, where would I be?There has been relative peace on the war front, a temporary lull I’m taking full advantage of. It was a massive risk trying to get to Zandra, but it was worth it. Getting to see her beautiful face again was all the motivation I needed to keep going. The sooner I find Rossi, the sooner we can put all this behind us. And maybe—just maybe—Zandra and I can turn over a new leaf.“Anything?” I ask Leo as I pac
THE GODFATHER'S SIBLINGS Chapter 91 Hunting Down Detective Rossi
Zandra Russo POV St. Augustine Cemetery. All things considered, it’s a really lovely spot, with lots of trees, plenty of flowers, and clear blue skies above. The gravestones are lined in neat rows and columns, some decorated with bouquets and candles, while others lie empty and forgotten. A small building sits in the far corner of the cemetery—likely the groundskeeper’s office. “Ma’am?” Vincent calls, subtly clearing his throat. “May I ask what we’re doing here?” “Just… paying my respects to someone,” I reply. “Can you wait by the car? I shouldn’t be too long.”“I don’t know if it’s a good idea to leave your side, Ms. Russo.” As inconvenient as Vincent tagging along would be, I can’t exactly fault him for his diligence. Tensions are running high on all fronts. I doubt he’s willing to ever let me out of his sight.“Alright,” I say. “Tell the rest of the men to stay with the car.” “How long do you think we’ll be here, ma’am?” “A couple of minutes. Not too long, don’t worry.” I pull
THE GODFATHER'S SIBLINGS Chapter 92 Like Romeo and Juliet
Zandra Russo POV I pace back and forth in my room, chewing on my nails as the sun goes down beyond the horizon. It’s getting dark. The house is still, everyone having retired to their rooms after dinner. It’s been getting difficult, keeping this massive secret from my family. Aside from Alessandra, of course, she’s the other half of my soul, so it was really only a matter of time before she learned about Thorton. I just wish the way she found out had been different. I scroll through my phone, waiting for an update I’m not sure will come. It could take Thorton a while longer to find Rossi, but my impatience is really starting to get the better of me. The detective has proven to be a slippery son of a bitch. He’s gotten the better of us once before, which is why I can’t stop worrying about Thorton. What if Thor is walking straight into a trap? I should be there to help him—I just don’t know how without alerting the rest of the Mafia or my family.After another ten minutes of stalling,
THE GODFATHER'S SIBLINGS Chapter 93 No Escape
Thorton Gallardo POV “Everyone knows what they’re doing?” I ask my brothers as we approach the lone house on the very edge of the city. On the outside, it looks abandoned—probably by design. Leo grabs his rifle from the trunk with a grunt. “We should have taken him out before he became a problem. A cop sniffing around is never a good sign.”Roman chuckles, clapping him on the shoulder. “No sense in whining about it now. Let’s just get the job done.”Samuel cracks his knuckles, as well as his neck, the pop of all his joints like a sudden bubble wrap explosion. “I don’t get why you want us to bring him in alive. Do you really want to make peace with the Russo Family that bad? We’ve taken more land from those bastards in the past two weeks than anyone could have predicted. Why stop now?”“You know as well as I do we’re running out of manpower,” I grumble under my breath. “We’re being spread too thin. Knowing your limits is nothing to be ashamed of.”I catch Damien giving me the side eye
THE GODFATHER'S SIBLINGS Chapter 94 My Heart In Pain For Zandra
Thorton Gallardo POV I don’t need to be an expert in reading body language to know tensions are running high. This is a public meeting—as is the tradition—hosted in a restaurant that’s been completely booked out. The lighting is dim. Armed men are everywhere. They don’t just belong to the Russo, but to the other families I’ve managed to piss off, as well. Why couldn’t we have done this in the back of some dingy room? Because this is a show of good faith, of honor, an unspoken code of conduct. There is nowhere to hide here, no secrets to be kept…which is exactly how I know everyone in this room hates my guts and they’re itching to reach for their guns and show it. Zandra—gorgeous, beautiful, fierce Zandra—sits at the head of the table. Her father and her uncles stand behind her like silent stone sentries. Around the table, the other Mafia heads sit. Some faces are familiar. Others are not. They all have one thing in common, though, and it’s the way they all stare daggers at me and my
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Thorton Gallardo POV Pulling up to the Russo’s private residence is practically begging for immediate execution, but I have no other options. I need to see Zandra, need to know she’s okay—even if it kills me. The place is swarming with armed guards, all of them training their weapons on us as the car screeches to a halt in front of the house.The moment I jump out, at least four of them barrel toward me. I came fully prepared for the beating of my life, but what happens next is so much worse.“Stand down!” Manfred Russo shouts at his men. They do so, snapping to attention as he trudges down the front path, his fists clenched so hard his knuckles are white. I see so much of Zandra in him. And that’s why I don’t react when he winds back and punches me in the jaw. I stumble to the ground, my ear ringing and my face throbbing. I deserved it. I deserve all of it. I will accept it. I see no point in fighting back. Even if I wanted to, Manfred Russo is almost three times my age. There’s no
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THE GODFATHER'S SIBLINGS Chapter 94 My Heart In Pain For Zandra
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