Mobster With a Conscience

SLOANE

“OH MY GOD, babe, I feel like I haven’t seen you in forever!” Maeve pulled me into a hug, squeezing the air from my lungs. When she let me go, I grinned at her, settling myself back onto the stool at the bar. I was meeting her at The Raven after she threatened to blow up my phone every day until I agreed to get drunk with her.

“It has been a while,” I admit, crossing my legs and holding bac