I need a wife, she needs an alibi… I find her in Room 386, standing over a dead body. A silver-haired beauty with innocent eyes. She won’t survive a night in prison. Luckily for her, I can make this all go away with a flick of my wrist. Why? Because I’m Donnacha Quinn, the head henchman for the Irish Mafia. My family owns the entire New York skyline – this hotel included. When she asks what I want in return, I tell her all she has to do is get on her knees and beg… That is, until I realize who she killed. Now, I’m going to need more from her than submission. I need her to marry me. An easy deal – until I find out everything my new wife told me is a lie.
