THE MAFIA BOSS SAW HER LIMPING IN A BOARDROOM—AND ASKED THE ONE QUESTION HER BOYFRIEND FEARED MOST

For her.

His gaze flicked once to her right hand.

She understood.

Selene drove her elbow into Grant’s ribs.

He gasped. The gun shifted. She dropped.

Three shots rang out.

When she looked up, Grant was on the floor. Two wounds in his chest, one in his shoulder. The gun lay three feet away.

He was still breathing.

Barely.

Luca leaned against the desk, both hands continue reading …