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

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to the window and looked down at the street. Two black SUVs had pulled up across from the rooming house. Men were getting out without looking up.

Not police.

Not strangers.

Professionals.

Dante pulled out his phone. “Nico. Rooming house on Langford. Third floor. Malcolm found us.”

He ended the call and turned back to Elena.

“We have to leave now.”

The bedroom continue reading …

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