Chapter 20: The Second Sitting

We reached the social club in Brooklyn at ten to nine.

I wore a black blazer and my mother's ring.

The pearls lay against my collarbone, and the steel watch hung on its chain inside my bag.

Teo walked half a step behind me, in a dark suit, as a guest.

He could not sit at the table, and he did not ask to.

Fausto came in on his cane with a fresh bandage over his eye.

The five Dons were already seated, and the chair sat at the head with Aldo's green ledger open in front of him.

Benny sat across from me, in a fresh suit, smiling.

Sheridan sat at his elbow with her hands in her lap.

The old man in the brown coat stood against the back wall between two of Benny's men.

He did not look at me.

"We are here to finish what we started," the chair said. "Benny Tosca, you have the floor."

Benny stood.

"Gentlemen, this will be short," he said. "I asked for a trust over the East Side. The motion carried."

"But since then, Mrs. Landolfi has done something very clever."

He turned and bowed to me.

"She came to the chair at a diner and showed him a page she says her father wrote. A page naming Teo Landolfi as heir."

"The page is real," the chair said.

"Is it?" Benny said gently.

He took a folder from Sheridan.

"I brought my own copy."

He laid a sheet of heavy paper in front of the chair.

I leaned forward, and my stomach dropped.

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