“This uncultured swine is wrong ninety-nine percent of the time, but it’s possible this is the other percentage point,” Robeena said grudgingly. Alistair placed a hand over his heart. “That’s the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me, Robeena.” “Don’t let it go to your head.” “Don’t worry. I know any kindness you display is just an attempt to lure in your next victim.”
