Chapter 10
“You told that little girl she slept really hard,” Dante said, his voice dropped so low it was almost drowned by the falling rain. “You made her afraid in her own bed. That is something no amount of money in the world can ever erase.”
Dante did not pull the trigger; instead, he brought the heavy butt of the steel weapon down across Marcus’s jaw with crushing force. Marcus collapsed unconscious into the wet mud, alive to face the federal prosecutors who had been hunting the syndicate’s ghost books for a decade.
Julian appeared at the edge of the pier, throwing down a heavy mooring line to secure the boat against the swelling tide. “Federal agents and our trusted inner-circle captains are already raiding Marcus’s private estates across town, Dante. It’s finished.”
Dante walked down the slippery wooden steps onto the deck of the boat, his clothes soaked through and his face smeared with soot. Emma stood in the cabin doorway, her hands trembling as she saw him standing there alive, whole, and completely victorious.
Lily peeked out from behind her mother’s coat, her little face lighting up with genuine wonder as she saw him approaching. She ran across the teak deck, completely ignoring the rain, and threw her arms tightly around Dante’s wet knees.
Dante knelt down in the spray of the river, unbuttoning his heavy coat and reaching carefully into his dry inner pocket. He pulled out the battered, one-eyed stuffed rabbit, completely unharmed and dry, and handed it solemnly back to the little girl.
Lily hugged the rabbit against her cheek, beaming up at him with unshakeable pride before patting his broad forearm with her small hand. “I told you he had big muscles too, Mr. Dante. He wasn’t even scared of the thunder.”
Emma stepped forward, tears filling her eyes as she reached out, hesitating before gently placing her hand over Dante’s sleeve. “How do we ever thank you for this? You risked your entire empire, your life... for a housekeeper and her child.”
“You are not just a housekeeper, Emma,” Dante said softly, rising to his full height and looking out over the glittering river. “And your daughter taught me more about courage tonight than forty years in this city ever managed to show me.”
Julian pushed the throttles forward, turning the heavy boat away from the burning wreckage of the storage yard into the open water. The rain began to ease, the heavy gray clouds parting to reveal the quiet stars shining over the towering silhouette of Manhattan.