Which usually meant:
violence
bad decisions
or both.
I had a feeling it was the latter today.
He slid back beside us before stealing Thane’s beer straight from his hand and taking a long drink.
Thane didn’t even react. Officially in emotional cardiac arrest.
Keres grinned slowly.
“What?” I muttered immediately.
That smile never meant anything clean or legal.
“Got a time and place.”
Well.
Shit.
Thane’s attention snapped toward him instantly now.
First emotion he’d shown in twenty minutes.
“Talk.”
Keres leaned both elbows onto the counter casually.
“There’s a bid happening tonight.”
Every muscle in my body tightened automatically. Again.
Fuck.
So soon.
They had been once a month before… Now… almost twice a week.
“Where?” I asked quietly.
“Old warehouse district near Bl
