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

cedar panel had been repaired but not hidden.

Behind it, Elena had placed a small brass plaque.

**For every woman who hid here, and every woman who will never have to.**

Dante stood in the doorway.

Elena glanced back.

“You’re hovering.”

“I’m reflecting.”

“You hover when you reflect.”

He smiled.

She touched the plaque.

“Do you ever wonder what would have happened continue reading …