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Because whileMildredis good for a one-night escape, the brownstone is the best place for Harry.
You come up with anything?
I stare at Cal’s message, gritting my teeth as I stab the keyboard on my phone.
No idea who decided to try and gun down the car.
Salvatore?
I think about it, something that keeps rolling around my mind.
Do you think he’s smart?
Cal responds immediately.
Fuck no. He’s a bully, but he’s not going to break the blood marriage contract.
I type again.
And last night he complained someone tried to take him out.
I can almost see my brother shrug.
It’s part of our world. What enemies have you made, Tor? Upset anyone lately?
My lips quirk upward.
Just Harry.
Anyone else wouldn’t be breathing. And as that comes to me, I’m aware that since she came back into my life, I’ve let the old Torin out, the one who’ll kill in the blink of an eye.
The assassin with a cause.
But I’ll fucking protect her, do my duty, pay those dues.
You think she was behind it?
It’s just a text, but even so I can pick up the disbelieving vibe.
She’s not my fan, but it’s not her. She was in the fucking car.
Besides, she’s so torn and confused by me and what she wants and desires, I don’t think, for all her talk, she’s plotting my death.
Yet.
Any other Torin enemies?
I’m a ghost. Always was.
Mafia families have enemies who want to overthrow us and steal our power and influence. Like an octopus, our arms stretch deep into many areas. We protect people, we help, we kill, we enforce. Our empire works because we don’t encroach. We make deals and arrangements. And for most, if we choose to make a deal, it’s a win-win situation.
This is how it worked on the streets in Ireland running a small operation, and this is how it works running one in Manhattan worth hundreds of millions of dollars.
That’s not saying there aren’t death threats and attempts made on us, but those things are a lot of trouble, require a lot of planning, and come with danger most don’t want to tangle with because of the Murphy wrath they’d incur.
Of course, there’s one thing I don’t want to face.
Whoever the fuck wanted her family dead still wants them all wiped off the face of the planet, and I believe that someone somehow knows she’s alive.
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