She Hid in the Mafia Boss’s Closet. At Dawn, He Learned She Had Been There Before.

tomorrow.”

Dante kept an office in the converted west wing.

He no longer carried a pistol into every room.

He no longer needed every man to stand when he entered.

Some habits remained.

He still watched exits.

He still disliked surprises.

He still drank his coffee black and burned his toast.

But sometimes, late in the evening, he walked the halls and heard continue reading …