Silver Fox Kingpin

4 Dominic

Ican’t help but chuckle as I make my way through the main hall toward the dining room, the scent of fresh pastries wafting through the air as I go. It’s not often that I meet someone who doesn’t immediately recognize me. I’m featured on the news all the time. It’s almost charming that Cece didn’t remember me. Granted, she was distracted by carrying a humongous cake box nearly twice her size.

I tried to search her face for any traces of the young girl who used to run around my compound, hands sticky from too many cannoli. She was a firecracker then, too, but in an innocent, childish way.