Chapter 187

It’s odd being sat at the top of these men, looking down the long narrow expanse of a table littered with glasses and elbows. The other men in the room nod our way and give mumbled greetings nods, showing their respect, and it’s pretty apparent, even to me, that despite it being a five-family treaty, they treat Alexi like the Godfather. The Head of the table says it all. They have been waiting for him, and placing him here gives him the authority in this meeting.

He sits after I’m settled and leans back in his chair before fixing his gaze on the woman who caused us so much grief. Precise in his manner, smoothing his jacket out and moves his water glass to the side out of his way. Making it obvious he isn’t in any way bothered by her presence.

“What did I miss?” Alexi throws it out there and turns his attention to Santagato with a shoulder rotation, easing out his muscle, like two dudes catching up after the gym.

I cringe when I see that man sitting directly to my r