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

well. A grateful stranger.

Danny called me wheezing with laughter through his oxygen tube.

“Your mafia boss has good taste in flowers.”

“He’s not my anything.”

“He sent flowers to a sick guy he’s never met because that sick guy is your person,” Danny said. “That’s romance novel behavior, Si.”

“That’s stalking behavior.”

“Same thing in a good romance.”

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