a man who walked away.
Instead, he pushed the pencil across the table, out of reach.
Pike saw it.
His face changed.
Cain hit Devin once more, a short punch to the body designed not to leave much evidence. Devin slid from the chair to one knee. He did not beg. He did not threaten. He lifted his eyes to the guard at the front desk, who was still turned halfway continue reading …
