The floor rose toward me. Dante caught me before my knees struck the tile. I fought him with every fragment of strength left in my body.The floor rose toward me. Dante caught me before my knees struck the tile. I fought him with every fragment of strength left in my body.

that man real?
I asked.
He took so long to answer that honesty became the only possible response.
Parts of him are.
The refrigerator hummed.
Mrs. Alvarez shifted in her sleep.
Dante’s voice lowered.
I have ordered men hurt. I have taken businesses through fear. I inherited an organization built on violence and told myself that controlling it was better than continue reading …