Chapter 146 Chasing Ghosts

• Their first con since coming back felt like slipping into a familiar skin—tight in some places, smooth in others, and just dangerous enough to remind them what they were made of.
• Knox adjusted his cufflinks, the faint glint of a hidden blade catching Ellerei's eye as she smoothed her thigh-slit black dress, lips painted in a weaponized red. They were deep in the inner circle of the mark's world now. Another event. Another scheme. Another lie sewn with perfect smiles and champagne bubbles.
• "You sure you're up for this?" Knox murmured, his hand brushing her lower back, voice low and warm like velvet soaked in steel.