FIFTEEN DOCTORS WATCHED THE MAFIA BOSS’S NEWBORN NEPHEW DIE—THEN THE POOR NIGHT NURSE BROKE EVERY RULE AND MADE THE WHOLE ROOM BEG FOR MERCY

briefly against the incubator’s edge.

“Please,” she breathed.

Then Leonardo gasped.

It was small.

Wet. Barely there.

But everyone in the room heard it.

Claire froze.

The baby’s mouth opened again.

A thin cry scraped out of him, weak at first, then louder, sharper, alive.

The monitor flickered.

One beep.

Then another.

Then another.

Color returned to Leonardo’s face—raw,continue reading …