“I think you like her clueless—it makes her dependent on you. And it keeps her innocent. Untainted by this cesspool the rest of us swim around in every day. But you’ve left her vulnerable. She doesn’t understand the rules. She doesn’t even know the name of the game.” “So, you’ll what?” I growl. “Teach her to play?” Franny’s dark eyes blaze. “Oh no, silly boy—I’ll teach her to win.”
