The Mafia Boss Came Home Early—Then His Maid Grabbed His Arm and Whispered, “Don’t Make a Sound”
Footsteps.
Not hers.
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Not his wife’s.
Someone else was inside his house.
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Elena leaned in so close he could feel her breath.
“They think you’re still out of town,” she whispered.
“If they hear you, you won’t make it out of this room.”
A drawer slid open.
Metal clicked softly.
Only then did Vincent understand.
The most dangerous moment of his life was not on the streets.
It was standing inches away inside his own home.
