THE MAFIA BOSS SLAPPED A SHY WAITRESS OVER A STOLEN WATCH — THEN SHE CALLED HER FATHER AND HE REALIZED HE HAD HIT THE WRONG GIRL

gone.

Silence descended over the VIP alcove.

Not confusion.

Not concern.

Silence.

Dominic rose slowly from the booth, his eyes scanning the table, then the floor, then the retreating figure of the quiet waitress in the white uniform.

She was the only person who had been within arm’s reach.

“You!”

Josie froze.

Her heart stumbled.

She turned slowly, the tray still continue reading …