Chapter 30

Clara

I didn’t have much to pack.

In the short few weeks I’d spent at Dario’s manor, I’d accumulated only a small collection of things—a few items of clothing one of Dario’s men had retrieved for me from my townhouse, a handful of things I’d purchased for myself because I couldn’t stand the thought of some Mafia man digging through my underwear drawer.

I refused to pack anything Dario had purchase