The air was tense—so tense that it choked every single mobster gathered around. Most of them had tears filling their eyes, while others looked broken.

Milena stood among them, her lips parted in disbelief.

One of the strongest men was down: Viktor.

The door swung open, and Rosa rushed in, her hair blowing behind her. Fear clouded her features as she approached them.

“Move away!” she yelled, forcing her way through, and as she did, she dropped to her feet. A body was covered in white fabric.

Rosa prayed inwardly that the news she heard wasn't true. It better not be true!

She crouched before the body, her hand reaching...