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The Wrath of the Boss
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Her father stood in the center of the room, on the tan-colored carpet, feet planted firmly apart,, looking massive and frightening. His shirt was open to his waist, exposing his heavy muscled hirsute chest and he was breathing hard. Although Piers and James Schwartz were also present, she took one look at their faces, appealing silently to them but knowing that they were helpless.The Don’s head was lowered, narrowed grey-blue eyes on them and then before Philippe could utter a word, the Mafia Don had stepped forward and sent him flying across the room, with a punch so hard, Ria thought she could hear the bones cracking.He had not given them a chance to explain, she thought blindly.*“Pappa!’ she screamed, struggling to get free from the hands that were gripping her; her twin brother, Piers, she realised. He glanced down at her, pity and sorrow on his face as Lucien went for Philippe again, his fist connecting with the young man’s jaw.Philippe sank to the ground, blood flowing free
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The MonkHe sat back, his fingers steepled as he smiled to himself. Truly, the ways of God were strange, he thought as he smiled maliciously.He had heard of what had transpired at the house of Lucien Delano; it always paid to have moles in the opposite camp. Paid spies. And sometimes, threatening them, made them ferret out information for the monk with alacrity.Now he rubbed his hands together as he stood up and began to pace about the room. Seven steps one way, seven steps the other way. Back and forth he went, as he calculated, humming a hymn to himself tunelessly as he walked.Either way, he stood to win. If Delano’s wife died, it would be a massive blow to him; if the wife survived and the child died, well, would his family stand with him, and support him?There would be blame that would be hurled at Lucien, the Mighty Delano!The monk chuckled, an evil sound. His men looked around. It never meant good if the old man laughed.*Ria.She stared at the door in trepidation as the s
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