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

things.”

Elena nodded slowly.

“I think sometimes that’s where people start.”

Vincent looked toward the house.

Women crossed in front of the windows.

Children ran through the hallway.

A baby cried somewhere inside, followed by laughter.

“My mother would have liked this place,” he said.

Elena’s voice softened.

“What was her name?”

“Lucia.”

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