The King's Men (All for the Game, #3)

by Nora Sakavic

"I've never understood why he likes knives."

"You're more a raccoon than a fox."

"I don't want to see that on my court. Kevin's tramp stamp fouls the atmosphere enough."

Neil weighed all the possible responses to that and settled on the simplest: "Fuck you."

Andrew's disinterest in his psychological well-being was what had drawn Neil to him in the first place: the realization that Andrew would never flinch away from whatever poison was eating Neil alive.

"What are you doing with a Maserati?" "Driving it," Andrew said, like it should be obvious, and got in the driver's seat.

Wymack, despite having complained numerously and at length about Neil's attitude problem, flashed his teeth in a fierce smile.

"Yes or no?" Andrew asked. "Yes," Neil said.