I sigh and take a seat on the sofa. My headache has a name, and it’s June.
“Is there a reason you decided to pay me this unannounced visit, Ravil?”
“We have business to discuss. You cost me a good man.” His lips pull back to bare his teeth. He’s never been good at hiding his irritation. Not when he was a little boy and not now that he thinks he’s grown enough to go toe to toe with me.
I toy with the clasp of my watch. “You mean the one who I threw into a shallow grave with a steak knife sticking out of his throat? That man?”
“It took me almost a year to turn him.”
Ravil smiles, though it curdles quickly. “Don’t worry, dear cousin. I don’t put all my eggs in one basket. Never have.”
He’s gained weight since I last saw him. He’s scrawny by nature, but the extra pounds make him look ove
