Chapter 152 Blood Ties & Blurred Lines

• The con should’ve felt easy. Another wealthy prick tied to old money, sipping imported scotch and trying to impress Ellerei with stories he barely lived. Her smile was polished, her eyes sharp. The red dress clung to her like a secret, and every time she shifted in her seat, Knox nearly forgot why they were there in the first place.
• Almost.
• Because this wasn’t about pocketing a score. This one was about blood. Legacy. A past that refused to stay buried.