A Chilling Message

The men turned around, chagrined expressions on their faces. Kline colored, like a guilty schoolboy. He tried to change the subject, asking in return,

"How's she? Mate, how is Marcella?'

There was no ignoring the deep passion in his eyes, in his face as he watched the Boss who stood, hands clenched, breathing hard, his eyes narrowed.

But Cassian Vane had not become a powerful Don by being sidestep