Mia Grant looked dazed. After a few seconds, she frowned and corrected him, "Don't be like that."
"You're a man of faith, for goodness' sake. How can you always talk like that?"
"The Buddha will be displeased with you."
"Let Him be displeased, then." The man's tone was detached, so casual it was as if he considered it a trivial matter.
Mia Grant was dumbfounded.
She'd always thought Yates Donovan was the kind of madman who would carelessly snuff out a life, or failing that, Silas Grant.
But now it seemed Kian Keller was the true Yama, a killer who wouldn't even blink.
For instance, he had managed to imprison Serena Grant in secret last time.
If she hadn't discovered it by chance, perhaps that time... Serena Grant would have died.
"Don't be like this, she..."
She felt a headache coming on.
"I've been wanting to know since our last conversation. Why do you care so much whether she lives or dies?"
Kian Keller didn't want to talk about someone else right now.
