THEY MOCKED THE MAFIA BOSS FOR MARRYING A HEAVYSET ACCOUNTANT—THEN SHE DESTROYED THE MEN SENT TO KILL HIM

force him out.

Or force a war Lucas could not win.

On the night of the meeting, torrential rain washed Chicago in neon and black water.

Inside the Grand Continental’s private boardroom, the heads of the five families sat around a massive mahogany table. Kevin Russo, thick-necked and silver-haired, sat opposite the empty chair reserved for Lucas.

He looked continue reading …