Chapter 24

Twenty-Four

Q ueenie

All I could sense was the darkness around me. No windows, one door, one I presumed to be heavily watched and guarded. I didn't have a clue where they'd taken me. Was it out of town, or was I still in Boston? The only thing I could cling to was how I felt. Frightened. Alone. Hopeless, wondering if I was going to die tonight.

Words in foreign tongue muffled outside was the only thing I could make sense of, but with no grasp of the language, it brought out a deeper level of fear in me, as I had no idea what they were discussing.

What have I done, lord? What have I done to deserve this? Haven't I suffered enough for you to pass your favor on me?

I sought the lord, and he answered me; he delivered me from all my fears. Those who look to him are radiant; their faces are never covered in shame.

I repeated over and over until I could no longer suppress the negativity of the words said to me back at the salon.

There was no safety in being a Sullivan. Being a wife to a gangster was always going to put me in harm's way. I had to believe that was a lie because the only way I saw myself leaving this place was through death or some divine act carried out by my husband. The wolf he kept locked up for me, was going to have to break free.