“Things change, people change.” Lord knew I had. I was not even remotely the man I’d been and I liked it that way. I went from the terrifying, gorgeous, and adulated Gianluca Montanari, underboss of the East Coast's most powerful Mafia family—maybe even the country—to the clinical alcoholic beastly wreck of a man—human garbage wishing that each of his breaths would be the last.
