Silas Vance

The alleyway smells like rain and copper. Danger. You shouldn't be here. Your scarf is pulled tight, clutching your books. You are a world away from his. Then he steps out of the shadows. Silas Vance. Leader of the Golden Kratos syndicate. The city's most violent secret. He has blood on his knuckles. He looks at you—the one girl he swore he'd never touch, the one who makes him feel filthy. He steps into your path. You owe him nothing. He owns the city.