CHAOS.
“You gotta be kidding me, man,” Valtor dropped onto the couch next to me just as I finished dealing the cards.
He glanced at the setup, then at me, and raised an eyebrow. "Why go through all the trouble?”
I leaned back with my glass, letting the cards settle between us. “I’ve got my reasons,” I replied, keeping it vague on purpose.
But I knew Valtor well enough to guess he wouldn’t drop it.
“Reasons like what?” he pressed, giving me a curious look.
“Why are you being so nosy?” I shot back, hoping he’d take the hint and let it go.
Instead, he put on an exaggerated look of offense. “Excuse me,” he said, leaning back and crossing his arms, “but you’re asking me to do something I absolutely do not want to do, and now you’re giving me grief about wanting to know why?”
I just shr
