I PULLED A MAFIA BOSS FROM A SINKING YACHT—24 HOURS LATER, HIS BODYGUARD BROUGHT $2 MILLION TO MY DOOR

screaming or both.

“Sienna,” he said.

I stopped at the door.

“Thank you. For coming here. For being honest. For being you.”

I did not trust myself to answer.

I left.

I drove home with an empty trunk and a head full of thoughts I could not untangle.

Two million dollars sitting somewhere in a vault under my name.

Waiting.

For what, I did not know.

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