He studied me for a few seconds as he rubbed his chin. “Don’t you think over the years you’ve become what you faked for so long?” It was a slight, but I didn’t stoop to his level. “Maybe parts of me are that way, but I know not all of me is, Dexton.” “Then call Olive and Pink and tell them to change your look.” He looked like he couldn’t be bothered with any of it as he pushed off the doorframe, making his way to exit the hotel. “How do you know about Olive?” He hadn’t been introduced to my best friend. “I know just about all there is to know in my casino, Kee.”
