Ren is seething. My mouth is hanging open. Felix waves. “What the hell are you doing?!” Ren whispers-scolds him. Felix shrugs. “Might as well play nice, right?” “Are you sure you’re a serial killer?” I arch a brow. “Oh, yea. Big time.” He pulls a charming grin, glancing at Trevel once more. “The best way to get people to drop their guard is to act like you’re dropping yours.”
