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

m., drunk, shouting, trying to force his way past security. By the time Selene woke, he was already in police custody.

“He followed you,” Luca said, turning the security footage toward her. “Probably followed the car Friday night. He knows where you are now, which means staying here isn’t safe.”

“So what do I do?”

“You leave Chicago. Today.”

By noon, Selene continue reading …