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Chapter 113
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“Come with me,” the man said, gesturing for us to follow.Aldo tensed, his hand hovering near where I knew he hid a weapon, but I brushed my fingers along the crook of his elbow. “C’mon, Aldo.”He let his arm drop, and together, we followed the sharp-eyed man into the house.I tried not to stare. I
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LaylaThe weight of the revelation—of the truth—hung over me like a heavy blanket. I’d never questioned why I’d never met my mother’s parents, her family. She’d claimed to be estranged, and I’d been ten when she died.My father’s mother, my Nonna, had become my everything.And I’d never questioned i
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The final words hung heavy in the air between us. I sifted through them, searching, searching for something to say—but what? Was I supposed to offer these strange people comfort?“I had no idea,” I finally murmured, my voice barely audible even to my own ears. “My mother never told me about any of t
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AldoLayla sat silent in the passenger seat of my car. I steered through the evening-dark streets of the city, resisting the urge to put a comforting hand on her shoulder or thigh. Resisting the urge to ask, to banish the quiet with words.She needed this quiet, I knew.This was not a normal silence
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AldoThe first explosion shattered the early morning stillness before I’d even made it to my office with a cup of coffee.The boom shook the entire house like an earthquake, rattled the windows, sent the floor swaying under my feet. My aforementioned coffee tumbled from my hands and shattered to the
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LaylaI resisted the urge to pace as the sounds of the attack raged on above. Shouts, gunfire, explosions … Even though the thickly reinforced walls of the basement, I could tell things weren’t going well.But I couldn’t let Eli see me scared.I didn’t pace.I sat him down on the floor and opened up
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LaylaThe war between the reinforced families of the Marcello/Orlov alliance and the Moretti/Falcone cesspit had turned the city into a chessboard of blood, violence, and fear.What had once been a tentative peace of glowering threats had erupted into full-blown battles. Gunshots ricocheted through
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My heart ached to know that he acquired knowledge with such determined ferocity to block out the realities of the world.“Are you afraid, Eli?” I asked him one night as I tucked him into bed. I’d washed the blood from my hands, but I wondered if he could still smell it, if the scent of antiseptic cl
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AldoThe Marcello estate hadn’t seen a night like this in far too long. Since Layla and I had wed on this same lawn—nearly a year ago now. How had it been so long? How had time passed so quickly?And more importantly: How had we been married for so many months, yet shared so few moments like this on
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I was late to Eli Marcello’s party. But I was also on the hunt, and as a cop, one of those things definitely took precedent. Eli’s party would go on for another several hours. And he’d be ten for an entire year after that.But I’d found a clue, and I’d be damned if I wasn’t going to follow it.I was
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One week since I’d given the order.One week since I’d unleashed the Marcello family on the streets of New York with orders to take no prisoners.One week since I’d declared war on the Rossetti family.I sat at the head of the long table, trying to force myself to eat.The rest of the table’s occupa
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The estate bustled with movement: Marcello men arming themselves, strategizing, talking shit, waving proverbial fists at the enemy, posturing, preparing for war … All the things men did. But still, they awaited my command.I stood at the head of the table in the grand dining room, where a makeshift
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Fear.Shit.“Where is he?” I demanded.Carlo jerked his head toward a nearby room. “The doctors are with him now. It was bad, Layla. The explosion took out half the building. We were lucky to get him out alive.”I nudged past him and into the room.Aldo lay on the hospital bed, his face pale, a deep
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LaylaAldo had missed another dinner.Or, rather, he was in the process of missing it. I sat at the head of the long dining table, where he’d normally sit; for some reason it felt wrong to leave it vacant. Beside me, Eli pushed food around his plate with his fork, and on his other side, Vanessa lean
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EthanI, once again, found myself at the precinct long after the rest of my desk-mates and cohorts had vacated for the night. I mean, the police precinct was never truly empty—it was New York City, so the place was always hopping—but the difference between day shift and night shift was, well. Night
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EthanI got to the coffee shop far earlier than was necessary—close to an hour before Vanessa and I had decided to meet—and proceeded to sulk in the corner like a loser, downing coffee.I’d long since stopped smelling the fresh-baked goods layered behind the glass counter, and I was far too nervous
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“But I’m funny and charming,” Ethan said, with a smile that was indeed quite charming. “It’s okay. I don’t blame you for not being able to resist.”I groaned, trying very hard not to smile myself. “This is the worst flirting I’ve ever seen.”“It’s not flirting!” Ethan protested, lifting his hands in
