Chapter 152 Proserpina: Tortured

• Proserpina sat still, every nerve in her body straining to remain calm. The voice was unfamiliar but…
• Suddenly recognition dawned upon her, and she spoke without thinking.
• “Jana Rudednko…” breathed the Mafia Don’s woman softly, and there was an ugly cackle at the other end of the line. Paddy, who had taken it upon himself to stay close to Proserpina now that her other sons were away, entered the room.