Chapter 1
Julia
I exited the glass elevator, checking my reflection one last time. The suit was perfect—our family's tailor had worked overtime to get it ready before my flight from New York.
Julia Russell.
After my mother's murder—a Mafia hit when I was just two—my father insisted I use a different last name for protection. It had served me well, but there were times I’d wondered what it would be like to be Julia Russo. To claim my heritage and become who I was always meant to be.
Now was my...
