"No. Alcuin is a tender innocent who never lied to you," Felix snapped back. "And you still spoke of his past as though it were something sticky you found on the heel of your boot. Give me some credit for not being blind, darling."

He was still moving, ever closer toward the front door, though his back was no longer turned to Shannon. Felix had every intention of leaving. If Shannon wouldn't be his victim, he would find someone who would.