LILLIANA
Ever since Dante entered Chicago, he has been hiding underground. Thankfully, he kept a low profile and didn’t create much trouble to stage a red flag for the Romanos. Andrew kept touch with him, playing the role of his loyal soldier and conveyed me whatever message Dante wanted him to deliver.
I was neither interested to see his face nor inclined to listen to whatever advice he had to give. The sole reason was: he was impatient and wanted quicker results. I, on the other hand, wanted to play to safe. Not because I was afraid of death, but I wanted to live to see the downfall of the men who took away my mother and my infant brother.
They were innocents, the collateral damage to the wild vengeance spree of the Romanos.
They could have come after Dante, but they didn’t. They
