“But Ky, you’re fucking fooling yourself if you think those two don’t know each other or that Eli is here for business. Kings do business first, games second, but almost always at the same damn time.” Fuck. He’s right. But that’s also the thing about Kiznitch. We are always right—and we are always ahead. “She doesn’t know you know.” King sits back in his chair, his eyes on me. A pin could drop, that’s how silent it is between all of us. “And more importantly, neither does he.”