Travis’s eyes were fixated on the diamond ring on my finger. He took my palm and brought the ring closer to his face.
“What is this, Fiona? Since when do you wear rings?”
I took a deep breath before I told him something that would break his heart.
“I am married. The man pointed a gun at me and forced me to marry him on the day of the attack.”
“Who is the man? We must report him to the police.”
“You can’t. He is a powerful man. He is a Don.”
“Don? He is a mafia leader, you mean?”
I nodded slowly.
“That’s why I told you I was in big trouble. I got involved with this guy and he’s very powerful. I can’t report him to the police even though I really want to.”
“Who is he?”
“Joshua Craig. He’s from Chicago. He was supposed to marry my mother two days ago. But my mother died in the atta
