Winter 1870 – And Tear the Crowns from Every Lofted Brow

 

Father said, “Thank you for your hospitality Don Angelo. I regret that I must return your kindness with opposition.”

Don Angelo snapped his fingers. Number One and Number Three stepped from their alcoves. “I am disappointed but not surprised. Few men are willing to make the sacrifices necessary to bring about a better world.”

Father showed his fangs. “I already have more blood upon my hands than your plan will put upon yours. Today, I have no wish to deepen the stain.”