Months ago, I was homeless and broken, and in search of a dangerous man. I found the Devil's prototype in a flawless navy suit. Clay Butcher. A man twice my age, who kills brutally, takes territorially, and hides his emotions deep within layers of smooth control. He is my father's enemy and the Don of the Cosa Nostra. Evil.Beautiful.Ruthless. But he's not the villain of my story. He...