Once I’d coaxed Nicole’s surprising revelation, I insisted Lara go somewhere safe. If Nicole was at her apartment building, it meant they knew where she lived. She hadn’t argued. Small mercies. “I’m going to call Ray.” She’d slid her phone out, and I’d lunged at her, the phone clattering to the ground. “No.” I’d shaken my head. “No, not Ray. No one who is connected to the Orazio or the Donato families. Do you know anyone else who you trust enough?” Pink filled her cheeks, but she’d nodded. I was glad I didn’t know where she was going when I put her in a taxi. But now I was being assaulted with
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