Death, like ripples in a still pond, often stirs up the hidden stones at the bottom. Reno’s information about Daniel Hayes and his link to Ashley’s past hit Michael like a shockwave. Damn it. Their tangled pasts were far more complicated and intertwined than he had ever imagined. If he wanted to take down a corrupt king like Walter Davis, it would take more than just vengeance and a handful of small-time allies. He needed to master the art of weaving scattered threads of power, building a strong coalition among Davis’ enemies—even if that meant shaking hands with different devils.
"Who is it, Reno?" Michael asked, his voice tight, heart pounding like a caged bird. "Who from Ashley’s past is connected to Daniel?"
Reno gave a bitter smirk, cheap cigarette smoke curling from his nostrils. "
