Aldo
The months following the war were spent rebuilding the city it had destroyed in so many ways. Physically, so much of it had been tarnished and ruined. Its infrastructure was tentative at best—corruption running rampant through the ranks of the government and the police.
And its people were still frightened, the trauma of the war preventing normal life from resuming its usual bustle and him. And I intended to right all these wrongs.
I threw myself into my work, Layla right beside me. While she focused her energy on medical work and improving healthcare efforts, I sought to reform the Mafia and the families it ruled.
There would be no more dissidence within my Mafia, I decided. No more underlings vying for power. No more battles that erupted from someone trying to claim something th
