Steve glanced sideways through the window at the Rue Lanneau. The man in the raincoat was huddled under the eaves across the street ostentatiously examining a map. The rain had let up, but still fell lightly on the slick street. The empty outdoor tables of the restaurant were pushed against the i...
SHIH “I believed the world I lived in was safe,” Chazz Koenig said. Patria sat beside his bed and held his hand. The hand was large and capable and could not be harmed. “Safe.” She repeated the word. “Safe,” he agreed. “But you didn’t answer the pho...