Chapter 20
- ZARIAH, 27 YEARS OLD, NEW YORK.
- “Valuable.” He started, his smile all teeth and sharp edges. It made me squirm. And I didn’t know if it was the way he said it or the word itself but it felt like I was his pet and I had just made him proud with a measly trick.
- “Compliment, Mr. Wolfe?” I said, my head tilting with a hint of mocking regard. “I didn’t know you were capable.”