Chapter 461 Warning From The Don

• Siobhan lay, unable to sleep for hours after that. Finally, she rose and drifted to the kitchenette and began to prepare herself a cup of hot chocolate. Jamie always teased her about her fondness for the drink.
• But it was the one comfort drink she cherished, having fond memories of sitting up in bed, torch in hand, a blanket over her head and the cocoa mug near at hand as she read while her Mam held passionate political discussions with equally intense friends into the wee hours of the night.
• Leaning her hip against the kitchen counter, she studied the world outside. A few cars rumbled. But the world was asleep. Chewing her lip thoughtfully, she wondered,