PREGNANT CASHIER’S HUSBAND DESTROYED HER PHONE SO SHE COULDN’T CALL FOR HELP—HE HAD NO IDEA A MAFIA BOSS WAS WATCHING FROM AISLE THREE

place in daylight.

Still dangerous. Still controlled. But less like a shadow and more like a man with tired eyes carrying a life he could never fully leave behind.

She crossed the street before Grace could stop her.

Vincent straightened.

“You shouldn’t walk away from your lawyer,” he said.

“You shouldn’t lurk outside courthouses like a Batman villain.”

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