The Inmate's Redemption: A Mob Boss's Debt

and the sterile smell of antiseptic. A hospital. My

d by Ryan and Gabby. Gabby's face was a perfe

de. "Oh, thank God. We were so worried. The police said

es stay unfocused. I let a flic

ou?" I asked, my

immediate and disgusting. It w

riumphant glint in her eyes. "The doctor said i

rt of weary pity. "I'm Ryan," he said gently. "Yo

playing my part. "I don

etie. It will all come back. The impo

rsion of our history. They told me I was unstable, prone to fits of jealousy and anger. They told me I had

ragic accident, a resul

day, Gabby

injuries are minor. But her mental state... I've been looking into a private facility. A

plan. Lock me away for good, wher

greed. "You're right. It's for t

ng with a cold fire. They had underestimated me. They thought I w

thing: how to survi

he nurse came in for her

use your phone? I... I think

hesitated but then agreed. I d

d, my voice l

the accident!" Tara Jenkins. My best friend from

ery carefully. I don't have muc

breath on the other end. "

ou to do something for me. Do you remember that St. Ju

e old man in pri

gs. I need you to get it and take it to an address I'm about to give you. Ask for Wesley