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

first two men sweated through the questioning.

The third broke down crying.

Harold did neither.

By ten o’clock that evening, Lucas had learned only one thing with certainty:

Whoever opened the gate had done it using credentials assigned to a dead man.

Victor Havel.

Lucas’s former driver.

The same man who had died in the Bentley explosion a week earlier.

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