I'm the mastermind behind a rising mafia prince...and nobody can know about it... Next to me, Ricard Jr. shifts in his seat. Eager as always and I f**king love it.

Because the minute this plane lands, we will be on our way to war with no intention of losing. Not while I'm alive anyway.

I have three valuable skill sets, I'm calculating, I'm a trained killer, and I'm deadly.

Which is why Ricard Sr. hired me to protect his son, a bratty mafia prince who was everything I was not. Scrawny, unsure of himself, and eager to please the wrong people.

If Senior had taken the time to groom him properly, instead of hoping his son would come right out of the gate with the skills that took some people decades to learn, the Machiavellis would've been a damn sight to behold.

His loss. And my gain.

Because I saw something he didn't. This young kid would soon become a force to be reckoned with. I could feel it in my bones.

Now, the time has come.

We're ready. War is coming. Our prince is taking the throne. Time to build our own Mafia Empire.