Our childhood game shaped him a lot more than it did me. In fact, his whole life is a game—he owns half the hotels and casinos in Vegas and collects protection from the ones he doesn’t. He wins when others lose, and when others win, well, they’d better hope it wasn’t because they cheated. There’s nothing Rafe hates more than a cheat. My brother is a fucking shark. All pearly white teeth and charm, but nobody survives his bite.
