“And how will you take him from me? You are outgunned and surrounded.” “I don’t need to take him from you. You never had him. That’s not Kuwei Yul-Bo.” “A sorry bluff at best.” “I’m not big on bluffing, am I, Inej?” “Not as a rule.” Van Eck’s lip curled. “And why is that?” “Because he’d rather cheat,” said the boy who was not Kuwei Yul-Bo in perfect, unaccented Kerch.
