OWNED BY THE DEVIL
“What does he want?”
“Power,” the woman replied. “But not loudly. He collects leverage quietly.”
“And now I’m leverage,” I said.
“No,” Dominic said firmly. “You’re the disturbance.”
That earned a faint smile from the woman.
“That’s one way to put it.”
She turned to leave, then paused. “For what it’s worth, you unsettled the room last night. That doesn’t happen often.”
“Thank you,” I said.
When she left, I turned to Dominic.