Sitting in Astor's heavily armored car, I watched the neon lights of Palermo blur past the window. The metal of my hidden blade was cold against my skin, matching the frost in my chest.I wasn't leaving just yet. In the mafia, a Don must look clean. That meant thirty percent of the Corleone family's black-market shipping docks and offshore routes were registered entirely under my name. They were the foundation I spent eight years building in the dead of night to keep Lucius safe.When Astor signed the transfer paperwork, his smile was pure venom. "Rhea, I wonder if the Don can keep that famous calm tomorrow when he finds out his docks belong to me."I smiled back. It was my parting gift to Lucius.That night, I slept at a safehouse near the airport. It was the best sleep I'd had in eight years.The next morning, the heavy steel door was kicked open. Lucius stormed in, eyes bloodshot, radiating a rage that froze the room.He yanked me up by the collar, his voice hoarse. "Rhea, how can y
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