"Nowadays people know the price of everything and the value of nothing."
― Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray
Sloane Kingston
He curses.
I mutter a few words.
"Everything okay in there?" Duke asks from outside my bedroom door, reminding me he's in my house.
A serial killer sharing a house with a homicide detective and a FBI agent.
Life doesn't get more complicated than this.
I just hope it takes Christian forever to find Victor and Greg. The longer it takes, the more I have him to myself. He works too much, and I can tell he's exhausted. The dark circles under his eyes are a constant reminder that his job is wearing him down.
