I PULLED A MAFIA BOSS FROM A SINKING YACHT—24 HOURS LATER, HIS BODYGUARD BROUGHT $2 MILLION TO MY DOOR

Marchetti appeared at the research center.

I saw him first, walking through the lobby in an expensive suit with a predatory smile. Ice flooded my veins.

Rosa moved to intercept him, but I waved her off.

“What are you doing here?” I asked.

“Relax, Dr. Walsh. I’m not here for violence. I’m here to deliver a message.”

“Then deliver it and leave.”

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