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

enough.

It was not just money.

It was ownership written in ink.

Then she saw Gavin’s initials near the back.

Three entries.

The last dated six days before the heart attack that had supposedly killed him in the delivery van.

Beside it, in neat black writing:

Asset closed.

Lenora went cold so fast her teeth nearly clicked.

“No.”

Silven read the line too.

His face continue reading …