THE MAFIA BOSS WAS SURROUNDED BY DOCTORS AS HE DIED—UNTIL AN 8-YEAR-OLD MAID’S DAUGHTER CHECKED UNDER HIS PILLOW AND EXPOSED WHAT HIS FIANCÉE HAD BEEN HIDING THERE NIGHT AFTER NIGHT

and snow tapped softly against the windows, Vincent found Elena standing on the terrace wrapped in a wool coat.

Lake Michigan stretched dark and endless beyond the mansion.

He stepped beside her.

For a while, neither spoke.

Finally, Elena said,

“I used to hate houses like this.”

“I don’t blame you.”

“I thought people inside them didn’t know we existed.”

Vincent continue reading …