At 10:03 p.m., the hospital called—my ex-wife was unconscious, pregnant, and dying… and the child she’d been hiding was mine

Venn made problems vanish for people with enough money and too little conscience. He used to work for me until I discovered he was selling favors to men who smiled at my table and plotted against me afterward.

I had spared him once.

I was beginning to regret my generosity.

“Find Venn,” I said.

Ryan nodded.

Adrian looked toward the hallway.

“There is another continue reading …