James.
I didn’t know what was on Becca’s mind, but I knew it would be of no help to the family. We needed stability right now. She could argue all she wanted about how me being the Don didn’t offer that, but what was I to do?
It was my responsibility, and here I was. It wasn’t like I was trying to seal Alessandro’s fate where he would end up in my shoes. I was actively looking for solutions, which were more viable than her idea.
A charity in Guatemala. What had gotten into her? I wasn’t sure, to be honest, but it made little to no sense.
We’d need to adapt to an entirely new place. I hadn’t been in Italy my entire life, granted, but it wasn’t completely different from the United States.
Guatemala? It would definitely be culture shock and inconvenient to adapt to. Plus, how was I going to rise to power again with a new business? Would anyone even hear of me in that area? Becca did mention a charity component, which was interesting.
