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

cracked.

Then Eli’s deeper return.

“Cambridge safe house,” Damen said. “Side streets only. No bridges with cameras.”

In the back seat, Lily shook against Clara’s chest.

Damen turned and looked at them.

He had seen many things in his life.

He had not seen his own daughter trembling in fear.

Something rose in him.

Hot.

Quiet.

Final.

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