THE MAFIA BOSS WALKED INTO THE HOSPITAL WITH HIS NEW LOVER-THEN FROZE WHEN HE SAW THE WOMAN HE ABANDONED DYING WITH HIS CHILD

cried and turned away so he wouldn’t see.

The way he pretended not to hear because if he truly listened, he might stay.

Nine months.

Every calculation reached the same conclusion.

The color drained from his face.

Royce, the most trusted of his bodyguards, stepped through the doorway and leaned closer.

“Boss,” he said quietly, “that’s the old bartender from continue reading …