The first in the The Giordano Mafia Series
To recognize captivity, you have to know you’ve been captured.
The first time he snuck into my bed, I was only seven.
I had a knife.
Father shouldn’t have craved me as he did, so I sunk the blade into him…
I was a child of many demons, all of whom they had created.
No one missed the child that disappeared from sight because they knew where I was—where I’d been hidden away—for when they wanted the girl with no hands.
To understand you’ve been freed, you have to learn what freedom even is.
Could I learn?
This is a dark story that I wish I hadn’t lived, but had I not, I never would have known the Angel of Death.
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“I guess you can say I’m making my fantasy into a reality. Maybe my search for peace can help someone else find their’s someday.“
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