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

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“Good.”

“Why?”

“Because tomorrow, when fear tries to convince you this didn’t happen, evidence will disagree.”

Elena released a shaky breath.

She had never heard anyone speak about fear as though it were separate from her. Something that could be challenged. Something that didn’t own her.

Vincent turned toward the door.

“Wait,” she said.

He stopped.

“Why continue reading …