THEY MOCKED THE MAFIA BOSS FOR MARRYING A HEAVYSET ACCOUNTANT—THEN SHE DESTROYED THE MEN SENT TO KILL HIM

winter camouflage.

Night vision goggles.

Suppressed submachine guns.

Professionals.

Ghost walkers.

“Target is the Don,” one voice whispered over comms. “The fat wife is secondary. Clear the ground floor.”

Briana stood in the darkness of the hallway with her back against the wood paneling.

Unarmed.

Breathing slow.

Thinking fast.

Lucas kept a hidden cache in his continue reading …