So with that said and done, what has my world become to, I just got back from the funeral of my wealthy , powerful and from what I saw there quite corrupt father. I had never actually attended a funeral where the head of police and crime figureheads pray together but I figure that it's the life that I have brought myself to.
Stretch black limos and funeral outfits as per an individuals religion littered the green area that was earmarked as the families last resting place. A moseleuim was built shorty after his death that will house a minimum of 50 members of our lineage starting with him. The grounds are well manicured and shall remain so as long as the family maintains it's wealth and influence. Today my job was to personally lead my mum every step during that day, from the moment we collected my fathers body in his ivory and gold coffin to later in the evening when I tucked her into bed.
In my family we have attended a lot of funerals and with practice makes perfect so a funeral was done in a particular way and we behaved in a particular fashion. As the new family patriach my job was to speak for the family which meant I was to receive the personal messages of condolences from the different people who came, I shook hands with politicians and business people alike. The crime families sent their lawyers to pass the messages and I received them like the good family head I was. After receiving all those messages our own family lawyer eventually whispered in my ear " they will come on bended knee to wish your family well and express grief but know one thing, trust none.......
