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Chapter 4

Victor denied building a succession plan.

For six minutes.

Then Matteo placed a seating diagram on the table.

Not evidence from some secret vault.

Just dinner planning.

For the last eighteen months, Victor had been moving Nolan closer to senior captains at private events.

One chair at a time.

Nothing dramatic.

That was how old men built futures.

Who sits beside whom.

Who pours the first drink.

Who gets introduced as “our next generation.”

Who joins the late-night cigar table.

Nolan had been appearing at conversations where Leo and Mia never would.

Not because they were children.

Because Victor was training one branch of Bellandi to feel natural in authority.

I looked at him.

“You wanted the room used to his face.”

Victor shrugged.

“Everyone prepares succession.”

“I prepare people.”

Then:

“You prepared assumption.”

Different.

He also arranged for Nolan to shadow two regional captains.

Again.

No formal title.

Just familiarity.

The eventual argument would be simple:

He already knows the work.

He already knows the men.

Why disrupt continuity?

I almost admired the patience.

Almost.

“Why not challenge me directly?”

Victor laughed.

“Because you’d win.”

Honest.

Good.

“So you waited.”

“For time.”

Meaning age.

Mine.

His.

The capos’.

He believed my leadership depended on old men who remembered why I took over.

Once they died, memory could be rewritten.

Serafina handled finances during the crisis.

Victor kept the organization stable.

Nolan naturally matured into leadership.

Clean.

False.

Effective.

Then Matteo said:

“You forgot something.”

Victor looked at him.

“The young capos know too.”

There.

Victor’s face finally changed.

He had assumed loyalty to me was generational gratitude.

It wasn’t.

Men in their thirties and forties followed me because they had watched decisions work.

Not because their fathers told them to.

His timeline was built around an outdated diagnosis.

That was almost embarrassing.

Then Victor asked:

“What now?”

May you like

I looked at him.

“Now you learn whether a family can survive without your version of its future.”

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