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

voice echoed through the chapel.

“How touching.”

He stepped from the side aisle holding a pistol and wearing the wild look of a man whose plans had begun to fail.

Vincent stood behind him, elegant as ever, one hand on his silver cane.

“Daniel,” Vincent said.

“Or do you prefer Dante when family secrets are present?”

Dante rose slowly, keeping himself between continue reading …