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

him.

At one point, between contractions, Elena turned toward him.

“Are you okay?”

Vincent blinked.

“You’re asking me?”

“You look like you might pass out.”

“I’ve seen men shot at dinner.”

“That’s disgusting.”

“Childbirth is more alarming.”

Despite everything, Elena laughed.

A nurse glanced at Vincent.

“Dad, you can hold her leg when it’s time.”

Both Elena and Vincent continue reading …