Devoted to the Don (Morelli Family #6)

by Leighton Greene

“Clemenza wouldn’t take the deal,” I say at once. “Went for Finch. I had to put him down.” Vitali is no fool. He knows my shooting style better than almost anyone else in the Family, and a cursory glance at Clemenza would tell him this wasn’t my work. But he pulls his eyes away from the corpse and shrugs. “Well, that’s a real shame. You’ll have to get new carpet in here. And after all those renovations I just did.”

I’m a monster, and I know what I am. But Finch will always be my anchor to a brighter world.

They need to accept that sometimes I’m just going to do what is necessary, and damn their personal feelings.”

How to explain it to him? Death has always been a part of my life, for as long as I can remember.

That we laid Tino Morelli’s spirit to rest.” That’s the thing I love most about Luca: despite our differences, we do think the same underneath it all.

In Boston, Tara seems to be doing well, although she tells me Conor O’Hara has taken some time off, and has left Murph in charge of security while he’s gone. “He’ll be back,” she assured me. “He’s definitely coming back.”

This tiny piece of Tino Morelli. I lean down, pick her up in my arms and spin her around, making her laugh, and then hug her close. “Hello, Marcy,” I say into her ear. “Hello, little sister. It’s so good to finally meet you.”

What I thought was nonsense babbling is actually toddler Italian. “She speaks Italian as well as you do,” Luca observes proudly. “Hey!” I say, and poke him.

Tara said she’s persuaded Conor to come with her as well. I plan to show him a great time, get him drunk and maybe laid at Kismet while he’s here. Poor bastard deserves it.

“I figured an intercom would be easier for you than listening at doors from now on.” I charge through the secret door as Luca continues, “This way, you can sit comfortably in the library while you eavesdrop.”

“I’m a lucky man. You really are the complete package.” “That’s me, baby: ass, sass and class.”