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

way you did when you were twenty.

I wanted to say, ‘Daniel, it’s me.’ But I was afraid.”

“Of me?”

Her silence answered.

That wounded him more deeply than he expected.

Perhaps because he deserved it.

“I became him, didn’t I?”

Elena shook her head, but not quickly enough.

Dante looked away.

For years, he had told himself the violence was controlled, purposeful,continue reading …