Chapter 11
The capos wanted clarity.
Fair.
For six years they knew I led.
But we had allowed too much informality around succession.
Victor exploited ambiguity.
So I changed it.
No hereditary assumption.
No automatic child.
No automatic cousin.
No automatic male preference.
Future leadership would be selected by a council of active captains and family stewards from qualified adults after evaluation.
Not democratic fantasy.
Still our world.
But no throne hidden inside a surname.
Some hated it.
Good.
I wanted objections visible.
One capo said:
“Blood matters.”
“Yes.”
I agreed.
“Blood gets you responsibility.”
Then:
May you like
“Not competence.”
That became the sentence everyone repeated.
