Chapter Seventy-Four

I know what Russo is trying to do, and he won't fool me.

I don't know how much longer I'll have to stay here. I hate being debilitated more than I hate being dependent on him. I realize now that my plan was destined to fail; I'd never succeed. I didn't know who I was dealing with, but I know now. He's manipulative, rancorous, and cruel. He left her to die, all because he didn't want her to marry my father.

She was a grown woman, and she could make her own decisions. He claimed to be so concerned about her safety, because my father was a 'criminal', but he allowed Giotto to hunt her down and shoot her in her home. There's something wrong there. He isn't telling me the full story, or rather, he's painting himself as the perfect father who loved his daughter and couldn't stand to watch her sign her life away to a dangerous man. Frankly, I don't know what all the fuss was for. They all do the same things; kill, steal, launder. The only difference is that some families were doing this for