A mafia billionaire freezes at a painting he thought depicted a dead woman—until three starving triplets reveal a truth that changes everything

drew in the dirt with a stick. The quiet one stood watch at the alley entrance like a guard.

Dante stepped on a shard of glass.

All three heads snapped toward him.

The bold one jumped up. “You.”

“Yes,” Dante said. He stayed where he was, lifting his hands slightly. “I’m not here to scare you.”

“You followed us.”

“I searched for you.”

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