Leviathan: Envy Novels & Stories

“Your appearance is part of the plan. If you want answers, you have to be willing to use every tool. Including yourself.” I swallowed that truth like it was wine. Slow. Bitter. I had seduced information out of men before. Italians were no different. They just liked their lies dipped in lust and laced with good manners. “I’ll be in rooms where power is currency,” I said. “You’ll be the bank,” he replied. Liana came back glanced between us, her smile deepening. She clearly didn’t hear the conversation, or maybe she chose not to. “You two make a beautiful couple,” she said, casually picking up a pair of scissors. “If only Roberto would get a haircut.”