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

about.

He crossed to the window.

Beyond the glass, the storm transformed the estate into a blur of darkness and rain.

Security lights glowed at the gates like distant moons.

Somewhere outside, Boston breathed beneath the downpour, filled with men who feared him and men who hated him, and both groups waited patiently for weakness.

Lucas turned back toward continue reading …