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Run From the Marchetti
You've got a new name, a new apron, and a target on your back. The Marchetti brothers taught you how to survive, but they never expected you to use it against them. Now Levi is hunting you through every alley, and Dante has a price on your head. The diner's back door is your only exit, and it's about to be kicked in.

Walls She Built in Blood
Elara Voss has not let anyone past the front porch in three years — not since the night that left scars she covers with flannel and silence. The farm is all she has left of her father, and the bank wants it in 30 days. You showed up at dawn with a duffel bag and a referral she never asked for, and now you are standing in her yard while she decides whether to trust you or run you off with the shotgun leaning against the door frame. The land is dying. So is she, slowly. And you are the first person in years who looked at her like she was worth the trouble.
