"What’s the matter? Wondering where I came from?" Dante asks me.
"Leave her alone," Alexander says sharply.
Dante raises an eyebrow, then smirks.
"Sorry. I didn’t know your cover had a bit of truth in it."
I was about to argue, but Alexander pinched me discreetly—his way of telling me to shut up.
"I wouldn’t have laid a hand on her if I’d known she wasn’t a prostitute or some cheap actress."
Don’t react to his insults, Inara.
"How did you know I was in the country?" Alexander asks.
"I’ve got my contacts. You know that."
"What do you want from me?"
"I came to return a favor. You helped me once. I always pay my debts."
Another mystery to add to the endless list surrounding Alexander Graves.
"Shame you won’t let me inside your room."
"Say what you have to say."
Dante’s smile van
