Chapter 1 - I Cut His Dead Mother's Silk While a Gun Pointed at Me
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“The Mafia Boss Burned Every Shirt Touching His Scar — She Sewed One From His Mother's Fabric.”
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“Cut that shirt off me before I burn this whole damn house down.”
Twenty minutes after armed men dragged me out of a South Philadelphia tailor shop, I was standing inside Victor Sabatini’s blood-soaked mansion, watching the most feared man in Philadelphia rip a $3,000 shirt from his body because the fabric touched scars covering half his back. Then I did something nobody in that room was stupid enough to do. I cut apart the last piece of fabric his dead mother had left him and sewed it into a shirt. It stopped his pain. Four days later, his underboss discovered my real name—and realized I was the last surviving daughter of the family Victor had spent twenty years destroying.
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