Vin was still reeling with pride for Raleigh as their little group left the underground gambling den. He stole a quick look at Callie and frowned at her expression. She looked terrified.

But wasn’t that the reason Vin brought her here? To scare her, and let her know about the atrocities he was involved in? Vin was not a good man, and Callie needed to learn that sooner rather than later.

They were almost out of the main entrance when someone bumped into Vin, the ash from his lit cigarette leaving a nasty mark against the crime lord’s shirt.

“So, s-sorry, boss man.” The man was clearly drunk, with the...