A little girl sold her bicycle so her mom could eat, and then a mafia boss discovered who had stolen everything from them.

A little girl sold her bicycle so her mom could eat, and then a mafia boss discovered who had stolen everything from them.

Part 1 — Shadows in the Rain

It had just started raining when the black SUV rolled to a stop outside the corner store. Rocco Moretti stepped out, coat collar turned up against the drizzle, fingers itching for the phone in his pocket. A call to the East Side crew—routine—or maybe trouble brewing. But then, a small voice pierced the rain.