Chapter 10
The three compromised capos did not all confess the same thing.
That mattered.
One had taken money.
One had promised access.
The third believed the marriage would create a legitimate combined council and thought he was preparing for the future.
People do not need identical motives to build the same betrayal.
I removed all three from command.
No blood.
No spectacle.
Warren laughed.
“This is why you’ll fail.”
I looked at him.
“Why?”
“You think stripping titles is punishment.”
“No.”
I gestured toward my capos.
“I think keeping untrustworthy men nearby because tradition says they’re family is stupidity.”
His smile disappeared.
Preston watched.
I wanted him to.
He needed to see authority without inherited cruelty.
Then Enzo asked the question everyone had avoided.
“What happens to the Hale alliance?”
“There isn’t one.”
Warren scoffed.
“Our families have obligations.”
I looked at my ring inside the cedar box.
“No wedding. No alliance.”
“You can’t erase fifteen years of planning because my son frightened you.”
That irritated me.
Not the insult.
The framing.
I walked toward him.
“I ended the marriage because your son tried to teach me obedience with a weapon.”
My voice stayed low.
“I’m ending the alliance because you built it to hollow out my family.”
Warren’s face hardened.
“Your father wanted this.”
Celeste spoke from behind me.
“No.”
We all turned.
She reached into her handbag and removed one final cassette.
“Lorenzo gave me this before he died.”
My father’s voice appeared when she pressed play.
“If Giulietta ever considers marrying a Hale, tell her I was wrong.”
I stopped.
My father continued.
“I thought alliances could be controlled after vows. Warren taught me some men treat marriage as conquest.”
I closed my eyes.
“He will use Preston the way he used Celeste.”
Preston looked shattered.
My father had seen him as another victim of Warren long before I did.
Then the recording ended with:
“Giulietta owes no dead father an agreement that endangers the living.”
I looked at Warren.
There went the last ghost he could hide behind.
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My father had not left me a marriage.
He had left me permission to refuse one.
