THE LITTLE GIRL SCREAMED “DON’T MARRY HER!” AT THE MAFIA BOSS’S WEDDING—AND HER ONE PHOTOGRAPH EXPOSED A DEADLY LIE

“For the first time in three days,” she said, “you have your grandfather’s mouth.”

She stood, crossed to him, and placed one ringed hand on his shoulder.

“Your father and your mother would be proud of you today.”

Lorenzo did not trust his voice.

He covered her hand with his.

For the first time in years, he looked out over the Duca grounds and did not feel continue reading …