"Cristian, I hate to say this, but the game is about to get messier. It scares me, just a little."
"That's not the sound of a scared woman."
Eden laughed. "Oh, fine, you caught me. Actually, I'm intrigued. You wouldn't believe what I found at the scene - another player in the game."
She could hear ragged breathing over the phone; he must have been in the middle of something when she had called. It could have been any number of things - last time, he had been shooting up with some of the stolen meth taken off one of Goodwin's dealers unlucky enough to get caught at the fringes of the expanding turf war. This time, he might have been halfway through beating the brains out of the latest person to irritate him.
"Are they a threat to me?"
"I wonder about that." Eden leaned back in the armc
