Chapter 38: THE PRESENT

LORENZO’S P.O.V. Father came to my house first thing the next morning. By eight a.m. he was driving in through the gates and I watched him through the window of my office. Normally, I would have gone down to retrieve him but I needed some time to calm myself down and figure out what I was going to say to him. I couldn’t come across in an accusing tone or he would shut down, I knew my father well enough. By the time he walked into the office, I still hadn’t decided what tactic I was going to use. I didn’t turn to acknowledge him and instead continued to stare out of the window. I could feel his annoyance at that but he knew that there was little he could do. I wasn’t a child anymore, he couldn’t use his belt. He also couldn’t order me around because I was capo now. He was lucky to still be alive because most leaders killed their predecessors to cement their rule. “You asked me to come here, Lorenzo, if you wanted to stare at the window then you could have done that without my presenc