Rich brown velvet that wasn’t actually real gave under Keanu’s fingers as he slowly sank back into the chair he’d been offered. Oh, so graciously offered.
One could hardly be offended at all.
Except Keanu knew that he was in danger.
Because someone had stolen the moon and Keanu was supposed to find out who.
If he didn’t, he’d be the one to pay the price for it.
With his life.
