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When card mechanic Serene Hale loses her boyfriend, her best friend, her apartment and her job in a single night, the only door left open on the Las Vegas Strip belongs to Cross Crane - who hires her over the phone in under a minute, without an interview, because he already knows her hands are the reason his rival's card room has been quietly bleeding for a year. Eight nights later he tells her he's watched her steal from him since she arrived, and offers terms: she keeps cheating, but for the house, or one phone call ends her in the city forever. What he never says is that the leverage is a pretext - that after nineteen numb years she is simply the first thing he's wanted, and blackmail is the only way he knows how to keep something. Over the months that follow the arrangement erodes into a kiss neither of them discusses, a jealousy that costs her the first mistake her hands have ever made, and a found family she didn't ask for. Then her ex takes her, and Cross comes for her, and Serene learns exactly what the man she's been telling herself is only her employer is capable of - and worse, that when she sees it up close, she reaches toward it. By the time the leverage quietly dies, the question isn't whether she can leave. It's whether she wants to.