Crooked Kingdom (Six of Crows, #2)

by Leigh Bardugo

You don’t win by running one game. How long had Kaz been planning to hand Wylan his father’s empire?

Kaz never ceases to surprise me. Like, seriously!

“Perhaps it would be best. For the baby.”

How much you wana bet it's the music teachers?

“He doesn’t say goodbye,” Inej said. She kept her eyes on the lights of the canal. Somewhere in the garden, a night bird began to sing. “He just lets go.”

“Come with me,” she said. “Come meet them.” Kaz nodded as if steeling himself, flexed his fingers once more. “Wait,” he said. The burn of his voice was rougher than usual. “Is my tie straight?” Inej laughed, her hood falling back from her hair. “That’s the laugh,” he murmured, but she was already setting off down the quay, her feet barely touching the ground.

Then he saw the toy his son was clutching in his arms. The lion was gone. In its place was a black-winged crow.

Oh my gosh. Yes!