Breathless, he bites out, “Whoever sent Nick to kill you should have done a better job.” “Whoever sent Nick to kill me better get the fuck out of Forsyth, because it’s not just me they’re going to have to deal with.” I wipe my forehead, and blood smears across the back of my palm. “They’re going to have to deal with all of us; three psychopathic Lords and one seriously conniving Lady.”
