“Then we need to figure out which brainless Crows are still alive then. Can’t speak for Lord Nashie, but I kinda lost track somewhere between gas leaks and boat bombs.” Alexei pulled out his phone. “I have a list.” I shot him an incredulous glare. “On your phone?” “I am texting Cam.” “About this?” “No. About sex. You would like to read?” My mind was in bits. Maybe reading Alexei’s sexts to my boss/brother-in-law/other best friend would clear it, but I didn’t want to take the risk of inflicting an apocalypse on my synapses. I waved Alexei’s phone away.
