CLAIMED BY THE MAFIA DON
Before I could respond, Leon suddenly looked toward the window.
“That’s Mikey!” he said, his whole face lighting up.
I followed his gaze. Mikey was already walking through the garden toward the house.
“I’m going to exercise!” Leon announced.
“Alright,” I said quickly, stopping him just before he rushed out. “But make sure he’s with you before you go anywhere. You remember the rules?”
“Yes, Mom,” he said impatiently.
“Always be with Mikey,” I reminded him. “He’s your guard.”
“Okay, Mom, I know,” he said, already halfway out the door. And then he was gone.