“So what’s the deal you’re here to make?”
“I give you the kids, and you get a bargaining chip.”
“And what do you get?”
“You let me have the Cavazzo Mafia.”
So that was it. This was how it was going to be done. This was his simple demand. The old Lucas would have squeezed the trigger and told him to fuck off. But I was different now.
“And you won’t come after us?” I had to make sure.
“You have my word,” Adrian replied. “As Don.”
A title for a family. A Mafia for a future. I was willing to make that trade. For Leda, I would make this same trade a million times.
I lowered my gun. “Deal. Now show me where they are.”