Matt’s POV
The trip to California with my Grandfather went smoothly. It took longer than I would wish it had because it was a replacement. Don Massimo was giving up his seat in The Commission to his grandson, Vincenzo. After the normal meeting, some of his men took the Omertà with all of us as witnesses, and all of this plus festivities took time. Time I didn’t exactly want to dispense.
I couldn’t bare the idea that something could happen to Francesca once I was away. If the Yakuza was watching, they knew perfectly well that I was out of town, and that just made my wife a lot more vulnerable.
My Grandfather has always been a great observer, and it didn’t take long until he was pressuring me to spill the beans about my sour mood. It wasn’t only about the impending danger hovering over Fr
