Chapter 54
the heavy footsteps stopped at the top of the landing. i shoved mia and the little boy behind me, my trembling hands frantically searching for anything to use as a weapon. the doorknob slowly turned, and my husband, mark, stepped into the dim light. his eyes darted from the open wall panel to the terrified child clutching my leg. he didn't look angry; he looked exhausted. "you weren't supposed to find him," he whispered, running a hand over his face. i screamed at him, demanding to know whose child he had locked away like an animal. mark stepped closer, raising his hands in surrender, and confessed that the boy was the sole heir to the valenti crime family. he had hidden him here to protect him from a rival syndicate that had already murdered the boy's parents. my mind reeled, trying to process the magnitude of his lies. but before i could ask another question, the glass of the downstairs patio door shattered into a million pieces.
