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

can I take Danny to meet the research team?”

“Tomorrow,” I said. “We’ll come tomorrow.”

Danny met the team on a Tuesday.

He was weak. In a wheelchair. Oxygen tube in place.

But the moment he heard experimental treatment, something lit in his eyes that I had not seen in months.

Sandro picked us up from Danny’s care facility, which was suddenly nicer than continue reading …