Stepping back into the dismal street that smelled of garbage and rotting vermin, Kendall knew one thing: over his rotting, putrefying corpse would he let Baxby win the competition.

It was the only reason he'd nearly bitten his tongue off not ten minutes ago after he'd made his offer. She would go up the stairs and speak to Nathan? Oh, and see what he thought? Who the hell did she think she was? For Kendall to place himself at anyone's disposal was in the same category as ...