THE MAFIA BOSS SAW HER LIMPING IN A BOARDROOM—AND ASKED THE ONE QUESTION HER BOYFRIEND FEARED MOST

report yesterday.” Linda’s smile sharpened. “Don’t overthink it. Just be professional.”

The next thirty minutes felt like waiting for a sentence to be handed down.

Selene went to the bathroom, reapplied makeup, straightened her collar, checked the bruise near her jaw. The woman in the mirror looked composed. Competent. Calm.

The bruises did not show.

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