Chapter 6

Winston Manor was under total lockdown tonight, sealed off by two fully armed private mafia security teams. 

Dozens of core capos and bosses from the Vincent and Sterling 

families stood solemnly on either side of the long table. 

My father and the old don of the Sterling family were in the middle of a sacred, old–world ritual–a blood oath sealing their 

alliance. 

Just as the dagger was about to cut across both dons‘ palms, so 

their blood could be spilled over the rose ashes that symbolized the highest vow, a deafening crash exploded from the hall