Chapter 8

News of the bloody wedding scandal swept through all of Savon more quickly than I expected. Casper, the Don who was once a force to be reckoned with, had now become a figure everyone secretly ridiculed. The streets were abuzz with talk. People believed a man who couldn't tell that his bedmate was a spy didn't deserve to lead such an enormous criminal empire. With the last of Casper's dignity and reputation torn to shreds, the panic everyone felt created a large rift in the family. I maneuvered everything behind the scenes, watching how his empire hollowed out like a building devoured by termites, progressively heading toward destruction. Soon after, he managed to find me. Casper stood there in his wrinkled suit, stubble on his chin, his expression filled with elation, remorse, and most of all, inferiority. Surrounded by several hunks attending to me, I almost burst out laughing. Was this the man I once loved to the core? Was this the Don who said I was cheaper than a beggar?