NO ONE COULD HANDLE THE MAFIA BOSS’S DAUGHTER—UNTIL A WAITRESS WALKED INTO THE CHAOS AND DID THE IMPOSSIBLE

instincts screamed at her to step back.

To apologize.

To lower her eyes.

She held her ground.

“You are very bold, Miss Willow.”

“Just Willow.”

“You are very bold, Willow, for a waitress standing in a house where people routinely disappear.”

The threat was quiet, veiled, and unmistakable.

“I’ve got nothing to lose,” Willow replied. “You can’t threaten a person continue reading …