Chapter 12 - Little Noah Meets The Most Feared Man In Boston
Noah pulled the blanket up to his chin, his wide brown eyes staring at the towering men who had just invaded his bedroom.
“Are you... are you going to hurt me like the bad man did?” Noah whispered, his voice cracking with innocent terror.
Gabriel stopped in his tracks, feeling an unfamiliar ache in his chest that he hadn't experienced since he was a frightened child.
He knelt down on the dusty linoleum floor, ignoring the dirt that stained the knees of his expensive tailored wool trousers.
“I’m not going to hurt you, little man,” Gabriel said, his voice softer than anyone had ever heard it sound before. “I'm a friend of your sister Harper.”
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Noah blinked, lowering the blanket just an inch. “Did she send you? Is she okay?”
“She’s safe, and you're coming with me to a much better place right now,” Gabriel promised, offering his hand to the boy.
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