NO ONE COULD HANDLE THE MAFIA BOSS’S DAUGHTER—UNTIL A WAITRESS WALKED INTO THE CHAOS AND DID THE IMPOSSIBLE

care about healing.

As Willow reached the top of the grand staircase, the antique chandelier above her flickered.

Then the entire house plunged into darkness.

A split second later, the perimeter alarms screamed.

The war had arrived.

Red emergency lights flashed through the corridors. Gunfire erupted from the front lawn in sharp staccato bursts.

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