A woman marries into a mafia family and engineers her own divorce to escape, believing she has finally outrun that dangerous world. But her husband refuses to let her go and puts a bounty on her head, turning her bid for freedom into a deadly chase.
The caption was short, A new life begins. A dull ache started in my chest and slowly spread. Looks like leaving on my own terms was the right call. Donatello came home while I was still packing.
He frowned at the huge cardboard boxes piled on the floor. What's all this? Just some old things. No point in keeping them.
Donating them. him. He was about to say something when his phone rang. He answered it, then simply waved his hand. Take them away.
His men came in and carried the boxes out. If he'd only opened one, he would have seen that he was throwing away everything I once treasured. But he didn't. Night fell. A core meeting of the Vexhill family had just ended. I followed Donatello out of the conference room, my arms full of files.
Boss, Miss Angelina's divorce is final. Rossi's respectful voice came through the speaker. We've secured all the assets. Her ex-husband will walk away with nothing. Good work.
Donatello said, his expression softening. Rossi paused, then added casually, Funny thing, actually. A while back, Chief Counsel Avril was asking me about divorce agreements, too. Hope everything is all right.
Donatello went rigid. He stared at me, his voice sharp. Divorce?