“Twenty-nine years ago, my wife, Isabella, was arranged to be married to Nero Gambino—son of Matteo Gambino, Don of the Chicago Outfit. It was a contract agreed upon by their families at the time she was born. She was set to marry him a few weeks after her eighteenth birthday. That was, until she met me.” A sly smile broke out over his face, his blue eyes twinkling with amusement.
