Chapter 3

"Frank, Jane, look at you two. Instead of doing honest work, you're running this dirty business at home. Now both our men are dead because of you. You need to pay for their lives," Mary shouted.

With a flash of silver, Mary swung her cleaver and split a chair right down the middle.

Aliya rushed over and dragged my mom toward the door. "Open it up. You have to hand over that vixen tonight!"

Mary and Aliya were the most notorious shrews in the town. They weren't afraid of anyone, and they had sharp tongues and nerves of steel. Most…