It was the first time she saw it so close. She had been depressed for such a long time after

witnessing Usman's death, and she wondered how she would survive witnessing Shigri's

death. She washed her face and tried to calm her nerves as her sobs slowed to small

whimpers. It was all so traumatic. She had never been in such a situation like that.

Witnessing a murder?

Catching eye of a mafia don?

And forced to work under him?

And being threatened with life-not just hers, but if her loved ...