"I'm not him." Finney stopped. Turned. "I know that." His voice sounded wrecked. He probably looked worse. "I can..." Ernesto trailed off, fiddling with the bottom of his sweater in a way that was so un-Robin like it made Finney want to scream. He knew what Ernesto wanted to say- I can pretend OR ; robin is dead, and finney has a problem

This story is a High-Stakes Dark Mafia Romance centered on power, betrayal, and the loss of autonomy. It blends the ruthless world of the Mexican cartels with a global, mythic underworld organization known as "The Night House."