The Mafia Don's Obsession
"A little information, it cannot hurt you...'
“How can I believe you?’ whispered Sophie, her voice breaking, eyes closed to shut out the heart-breaking image of Sondra.
She was weeping silently.
‘We shall send you images, dear child,’ whispered the hateful voice.’ We shall shift her to a bed, and give her clothes to wear, and food to eat.’
'Maybe even,' went on the voice, hateful and mesmerising,' Maybe let you talk to her as well.'
Sophie paused.
She deliberated.
The sound of a woman weeping piteously in the background made her chest ache.
Then, sitting there, Sophie took a deep breath.
She made up her mind as she sat in the warm sunlight, on the stone bench overlooking the green lawns, as
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