SHE PRETENDED TO BE A BAD GIRL TO ESCAPE A BLIND DATE — BUT THE MAFIA BOSS SAW THROUGH HER IN MINUTES

to care what passed through it. Morning broke cold and colorless. Trucks moved along the avenue. The river looked like sheet metal beneath the sky.

Matteo spoke to the clerk while Silven watched the lot.

Lenora stood with the brass key in her coat pocket, feeling it cut a small shape into her palm.

She had never known quiet places could feel so loud when continue reading …