THE MAFIA BOSS WENT COMPLETELY STILL WHEN A LITTLE GIRL ENTERED HIS MANSION AND SAID, “MY MOM COULDN’T COME TODAY…”

stopping again. Lucas caught the old man’s gaze flicking toward the desk, the Glock, and the storm raging outside.

Under normal circumstances, Lucas would never have made a choice like this.

Not while traitors might be hiding within his own walls.

Not while an assassin had gotten close enough to place explosives beneath his car.

Not while every servant,continue reading …