On my way to pick up my husband, his cold secretary blocked me. “His wife and son are inside.” I covered my daughter’s ears and called my third brother who rules the mob and cops. “Wreck that house!” – N-T-N-E-W-S-9-9-9

On my way to pick up my husband, his cold secretary blocked me. “His wife and son are inside.” I covered my daughter’s ears and called my third brother who rules the mob and cops. “Wreck that house!”

Chapter 1: The Glass Atrium “Please vacate the premises immediately. The executive vice president’s wife and his son are already upstairs.” The cold, clipped syllables delivered by the executive assistant … Continue reading On my way to pick up my husband, his cold secretary blocked me. “His wife and son are inside.” I covered my daughter’s ears and called my third brother who rules the mob and cops. “Wreck that house!”