Everyone in Manhattan knew better than to touch Charles Whitmore without permission. Four-year-old Lyla straightened his tie and promised to make him walk. When a wealthy guest demanded that the barefoot child be thrown out, the feared Mafia boss sent the woman home instead. He expected Lyla to ask for money. She wanted a cookie. Then a gold watch slipped from her pocket. Charles recognized it immediately. He had given it to his younger sister before she disappeared twenty years ago. Now a little girl was standing in front of him with his sister’s watch—and a letter from her mother.