THE WAITRESS’S NECKLACE MADE THE MAFIA GRANDMOTHER COLLAPSE IN TEARS — AND EXPOSED A LOST HEIR EVERYONE THOUGHT WAS DEAD

are a luxury you can no longer afford. Look at the target.”

He adjusted her grip.

“Breathe in. Hold it. Squeeze. Do not pull.”

Elena breathed.

Held.

Squeezed.

Crack.

The bullet tore through the center of the paper target’s head.

“Good,” Dante murmured.

He did not step away immediately.

For five long seconds, he stayed around her, his focus on the pulse hammering continue reading …