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

paused.

“I am putting down what he wants more than anything.”

Eli looked up.

“What?”

“Our exit from arms. The whole Northeast market goes to him. We are gone in six months.”

For a long beat, none of the men spoke.

Joey sat back.

“Boss, that is sixty percent of the family’s revenue.”

“I had already decided to walk away from that line. I am walking sooner. In continue reading …