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“If you are here to argue or try to come after my family for the backlash over the death of my cousin, then I am telling you now, you will have the entirety of the Memento Mori and the Murdoch mafia coming after each of you,” Chanel’s tone is cold and void of all emotion, earning smirks from all the men around the table. I spy Karl grinning at her like she is a prize and clench my fists under the table.
“I just said, no one will come for any of you. We voted earlier about that, Knight was within his rights to do what he did. Any of us here would have done the same thing.” I pull my gaze from Sin to look at Knight for a second before settling on Chaos knowing that he is the one that needs to be tamed. I can feel the bloodlust clinging to him and I know exactly how it fucking feels to need the blood of the cunt that took your sibling from you to coat your hands. “You have my condolences; my twin sister was murdered six years ago and she is the reason I currently sit where I am. The bloodlust will pass over time, but the hunger for revenge will never stop. Well, for me it hasn’t stopped. It may be different for you but just know, the Canadians will never seek repercussions against you for avenging the loss of your brother. If you ever need to cross my border to find a fucker involved in his slaying, you need only ask.”
He nods his thanks. “Appreciate it.”
“As new members to this table there are rules to be followed,” Andreas says.
Royal scoffs. “Coming from the guy who only has his seat at this table because my aunt gave it to him?” The Russians begin to spew insults at Royal in their native tongue.
“Zakroy svoy chertov rot, poka ya ne zakryl yego dlya tebya!” (Close your fucking mouth before I close it for you!) Gage roars, silencing the Russians.
“Your nephew disrespects us, we will not stand for that,” Andreas claps back, glaring at Gage.
“And I will not stand for your men hurling insults at my family, pull them the fuck in line now. Do not forget who you are speaking to, Andreas. My wife may not be present but remember who the fuck she is and it is by her mercy you have Russia. Push me again and see what happens.” Fuck me, Gage Murdoch just spanked Andreas’ ass in front of all of us without a single fuck given.
“Enough! I did not come here for petty squabbles between families,” Ian snaps. Since the moment we arrived here and he saw me, Ian hasn’t spoken a single word to Karl which leads me to believe he has severed ties with the fucker.
“I move to petition the Memento Mori as a head family in the US alongside the Murdochs. All in favor?” Bishop declares.
“Before we vote,” Costa cuts in. “What guarantee do we have that they will not disturb the peace we have built? It has taken generations for us to get to this point where we are able to meet. I will not vote yes just because they are your kin.”
“They will be under our guidance and we will vouch for them,” King says, speaking for the first time.
“That is not enough, they are young and seek power,” Costa says, earning glares from the Memento Mori. “Rumors have reached us that they operate without your consent and they have a man who is on the FBI’s most wanted list in this room with us.” Costa brings a valid argument to the table, none of us can afford that type of heat right now, especially not me as I’m preparing to go to war and have CSIS on my ass.
“Those charges were overturned,” Chanel snaps.
“Forgive me, but that means nothing to me. I want assurances, Bishop.”
“What assurances, Costa?” Bishop’s tone is hard and unyielding.
“I want the peace to remain amongst our families. If they are coming for the Albanians and from what I hear, they also possess Columbia through a union of your son and his wife to be, what is to stop them from trying to wage war against us? Can you stop that and personally guarantee me that if I was to offend your son he wouldn’t retaliate?”
“A school,” Chaos announces drawing all our attention to him.
“What?” Karl says in disbelief.
“We can guarantee peace through a school,” he says.
“How?” I push.
Chaos looks around the room as he speaks. “We open a school here on neutral territory, where all future heirs attend. It will be a school for kids like ours. If we can raise our children in a setting like that, then peace will be achievable for all future generations.”
“A school?” Andreas says in wonder.
“Yes. Hatred and bias is taught. No child is born with hatred in their heart, they learn it from us.” He has a valid point and after learning about the loss of my own kid two days ago, I want to ensure that the day I decide to have a child that they are protected.
“Who would run this school?” I ask.
“We would all be able to vet any potential staff members, as this wouldn’t be a normal school, it would be a school that teaches our children how to run our empires—fighting, shooting, self-defense—we would be raising our children in a unified setting,” Chaos answers without missing a beat.
“We do not operate like you, my children are raised and taught–”
Chaos cuts Costa off. “We make the school a maximum of four years, from the ages of sixteen to nineteen so if they should so choose, they can still attend college but this is mandatory. This way none of us are there to influence them and they are able to mingle and meet others, brokering their own form of peace without us interfering.”
“You will send your children to this school?” Ian asks.
“Yes,” he says with zero hesitation.
