Omertà of Bone and Blood

At the Grand Tribunal, my Donna destroyed my first operation in front of every capo, soldier, and associate the Falcone Syndicate had ever claimed.

She withdrew her hand from the table. "Without your network, let's see how you survive on loyalty alone."

But what I heard was the voice inside her head, sick and frenzied:

With the operation gone, he's nothing. He'll have no choice but to cling to me, day and night. My little caged bird.

Descending the stone steps of the compound's main hall, her step faltered and she fell.