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THE LITTLE GIRL ASKED TO SIT WITH A STRANGER—BUT HER MOTHER NEVER EXPECTED THE MAFIA BOSS TO RECOGNIZE HER FACE

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Properly.

The kind of crying she had not allowed herself in years.

Lily looked up.

“Mom, why are you crying?”

“I’m happy, baby. I’m just happy.”

That evening, Eli and Joey came up the drive together.

The papers for the Russo meeting needed initials and signatures.

They worked through them at the kitchen table while something simple simmered on the stove.

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