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

be in our streets.”

“Or,” Damen said, “they read it as a chance for peace.”

“They have never read anything as a chance for peace.”

Damen did not raise his voice.

“I am not asking, Marcus. I am telling you the direction.”

Marcus held his eyes half a second too long.

Then he dropped his gaze.

When the meeting ended, Damen lifted a hand.

“Eli, stay.”

The others continue reading …