Henry's POV

After we finished eating breakfast, Kelly went into her room leaving I and Hannah on the dining table. "What do you think about Kelly?"

I chuckled slightly and wiped my lips with a serviette. "She's my daughter."

"She's never asked for her mom and I'm a little bit worried."

"Maybe she doesn't care."

She shook her head. "Or maybe she doesn't want to know the truth."

"But why?"

"You should quit your job and...."

"And do what?" I cut in.

"Find a decent job, being a Mafia leader won't help."

She was right, I was only endangering my family if I continued to be in the mafia. "I...