CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND FORTY EIGHT - THE STRUGGLE FOR POWER

Luca pushed back from the desk, running a hand through his hair. "What would you have me do? I can't control how everyone reacts to this situation." "We need to do something," Rebecca insisted. "Your uncle—" A sharp knock at the door interrupted her. Luca called out for the visitor to enter, and the door swung open to reveal Vincenzo, Luca's most trusted advisor. "Scusi, Don Luca," Vincenzo said, his weathered face grave. "There's been a development. Your uncle has called for a family meeting. All the capos will be there." Luca's jaw tightened. "When?" "Tonight. At eight." Rebecca's stomach churned with anxiety. These family meetings were rarely good news, especially given the current climate. Luca nodded, dismissing Vincenzo with a wave. As the door closed, he turned to Rebecca. "You should stay here with Xavi during the meeting. Keep him occupied." "No," Rebecca said firmly. "I need to be there. I need to hear what's being said, what's being decided about Xavi's future." Luc