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

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away from that apartment without looking back.

The car moved through Chicago like a shadow.

The driver said nothing. Asked nothing. He carried her through wet streets and into a neighborhood she did not recognize, where buildings looked more like fortresses than homes.

The elevator opened directly into Luca’s penthouse.

It was enormous. Floor-to-ceiling continue reading …

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