The notorious mafia boss brought his mute daughter to a quiet diner. She had never spoken a single word in her life-until she pointed a trembling finger at the tired waitress and whispered, “Mom.” The boss froze, his cup shattering on the floor. He slowly stood up, locked eyes with the woman, and growled…

“You knew? And you let me stay in this snake pit?”

Damian’s jaw worked. “I had to know who placed you here. I had to know if you were a victim, or a co-conspirator. And I had to draw out the rats in my own walls.” He gestured toward his brother with the barrel of the gun. “Take him to the cellar. And get a medic for the nanny. I want them both awake continue reading …