Beyond Negotiation

Sloane's heart jerked to a stop. The dice she had been toying with slipped between her fingers as she whipped toward the entrance. Through the drifting cigarette haze marched Killian, a phalanx of black-suited bodyguards fanning out behind him until they formed an iron wall opposite the casino's security detail.

The guard captain, a square-jawed man with a wire in his ear, clearly knew power when