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

and removed a folded envelope, worn from being handled too many times.

“She wrote this after her first appointment. She mailed it to your club. It came back unopened.”

Cormack stared at the envelope.

His name was written across the front in Brin’s handwriting.

Simple. Strong. Honest.

He reached for it.

Althea pulled it away.

“No,” she said. “You don’t get continue reading …