Broken Strings: The Mafia Wife's Exit

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sn't

soul in this godforsaken, frozen city who ga

hand and a Glock in the other. Her face was s

swift motion, she sliced the ropes binding my wrist

whispered. My voice was a ruste

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at me. She saw the devastation in

here," she said g

t get th

hallway when Dante steppe

dark hair perfectly styled. The only sign of his recent activities wa

ng behind him, looking pale and fragile

eyes lan

e cold.

my arm. He didn't look at the

wasn't a greeting

, ignoring the scream of my battered mus

s in two long strides. He grabbed

I wouldn't find

him. "Find

ing his head toward Sofia. "That you paid those men to dr

th fel

ands, sobbing quietly. "I told you, Dante.

th rage. "I was kidnapped too, Dante! I was rotting

en found you untied. M

hand went to his waist

t of Mia. "She saved me. W

e with a shove.

"We are going home. And then

estate was suffocati

ne blur past the tinted win

carried Sofia inside. He ordered the

s foyer, a ghost in my own home, wi

eling like lead. I went to my room. I neede

d the door to my

ing wa

m was t

to the corner

and wa

cel

ument that was worth more than this entire house. T

as g

sharp, sliced

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