Elena's POV The morning had been a trial, but the afternoon was a slow-motion execution. Dante had left for a "meeting," leaving me under the watchful eye of four guards who looked like they’d been carved out of granite. I sat in the library, the blue case file open in front of me, but my eyes weren't on the racketeering charges. They were on the grandfather clock in the corner. 3:00 PM. Leo would be getting out of his third-grade class right now. If I didn't check in by 4:00 PM, his nanny, Maria, had strict orders: Pack a bag, take the emergency cash, and disappear. If they moved, I might lose my son forever in the chaos of my own disappearance. I stood up, my heels clicking sharply on the dark wood. "I need to use a phone," I told the guard, Vincenzo. "Don Valenti gave strict orders, Counselor. No outside communication." "I am a Lead Prosecutor," I snapped, pulling my 'Ice Queen' mask tight. "I have a witness in protective custody. If he dies because your boss is playing
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