Chapter 141 Safehouse
- Asher’s POV
- The safehouse felt smaller by the day. Not in size, but in the way the walls seemed to press in on us, suffocating and heavy. The silence of the mafia was worse than any threat. We had made the first move, leaked what we could, and forced their hand. But instead of an immediate counterattack, the Don had gone quiet.
- And that scared me more than anything.