“My name is Jolie Marie Knight. I’m the daughter of Jeffrey and Kerstin Knight, who were not killed in an unfortunate plane crash in the Bahamas but instead murdered by the very people they were closest to. I am here to take back what’s mine, and then I am coming for what’s yours, Mr. Spencer.” She held my father’s livid glare with the confidence of an equal. “When I’m through with you, the institution of the Four Families will be in ruins, and if the rest of you don’t want to play by my rules, I will happily sit on the docks of Olde Town and watch while the City burns to fucking ashes.”
