“That’s hard core, Gin,” Finn replied. “Very hard core. Kind of kinky too.” A grim smile tightened my lips. “That’s me. Gin Blanco. Hard core and kinky to the bitter end.”

“Quite a crowd tonight, Gin. Usually, it's just you and Finn."I shrugged. "What can I say? I seem to attract minions wherever I go these days. Kind of like the Pied Piper."Behind me, Finn huffed out his displeasure. "Minion? I am most certainly not a mere minion. Head minion, perhaps. At the very least.”

“...he was muttering my name over and over. Gin, Gin, Gin. Like it was some sort of prayer—or a curse. Sexiest damn thing I’d ever heard.”

“Jonah McAllister regarded me with cold eyes. "Oh, yes. That's her. The lovely Ms.Gin Blanco. The bitch who was giving my boy a hard time.A hard time? I supposed so, if you thought turning him in to the cops for attempted robbery, breaking a plate full of food in his face, and ultimately stabbing Jake McAllister to death was a hard time.”

“My name is Gin, and I kill people.”

“Finn raised his coffee öug to me. "That's my girl. A bitch to the bitter end."I saluted him with my sadwich. "Always”

“Gin! Gin, are you here?”“Right behind you,” I said.Finn shrieked and whirled around. I winced at the high-pitched sound.“Dammit, woman.” He clutched the folder to his chest. “Are you trying to give me a heart attack?”