Red Handed (The Gentlemen, #1)

by Kate King

Once you got a speck of blood on you, that shit multiplied like glitter.

I was betting it was Beck. He seemed like the type to lick a cactus just to see what would happen, and I was feeling damn prickly.

if he were anyone else, I would’ve fucked him right there just for bragging rights. Then I’d take out a billboard with his picture and say, “Look what I did!”

Broken clocks are right twice a day you know.”

There was no lesser of two evils. Both these guys were a sin waiting to happen.