Chapter 17 - Protecting Little Rosie At All Costs
Upstairs, Adeline sat upright in bed as the distant sounds of shouting and gunfire echoed through the manor.
She pulled baby Rosie close to her chest, praying silently that Elias and Bernadette were safe from the killers.
The bedroom door unlocked softly, and Bernadette stepped inside, looking calm and composed as usual.
“Is it over?” Adeline whispered, her eyes wide with terror in the dim light of the bedside lamp.
“It’s handled, sweetheart. Elias is sorting out the trash downstairs,” Bernadette replied, pouring a glass of water.
Adeline exhaled a shaky breath, looking down at her sleeping baby girl who remained blissfully unaware of the violence.
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“He’s not going to hand me over to them, is he?” Adeline asked, her voice cracking with lingering doubt.
“Elias Falcone protects what’s inside his walls, child. And right now, that includes the two of you,” Bernadette smiled.
