The hospital in Palermo was the best in Sicily.Dante had made certain of that two months ago, quietly, efficiently paying for new equipment, ensuring the best surgical team would be on call, arranging private security for the floor. Dr. Mitchell had told him he was excessive. He had told her he preferred the word thorough.Now he stood outside the operating room, still in his coat, and felt more afraid than he had ever felt in his life.He had faced men with guns. He had survived two assassination attempts. He had built a criminal empire from the ground up while barely out of his twenties and had never once flinched.Right now his hands were shaking.Alessandro arrived at four in the morning, followed by Matteo, then Lorenzo, then Giovanni, and finally Rafael. One by one they filled the corridor outside the operating room, five large, dark-haired men in various states of dishevelment, all of them quiet and tense and waiting.“She is going to be fine,” Alessandro said.“You do not kno
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