That’s hard core, Gin,” Finn replied. “Very hard core. Kind of kinky too.” A grim smile tightened my lips. “That’s me. Gin Blanco. Hard core and kinky to the bitter end.

Still, I'd do anything for him. Even smear his clotting blood inside the vehicle of his choosing.

You've got a thing for Donovan Caine. You have ever since you killed Ingles, his partner, and he went all dogged and determined on you.

I know that look. What are you up to, Gwen?" "What makes you think I'm up to something?" The Valkyrie snorted. "You're breathing, aren't you?

Oh, Finn isn’t an assassin,” I cut in. “He’s much, much worse. He’s a banker.

The two men eyed each other. Assessing strengths. Looking for weaknesses. Measuring dicks once again

I used to murder people for money, but these days it’s more of a survival technique.