I’d found God in her eyes and a prayer in the subtle way she moaned. I found my soul, the spirit of humanity between her thighs. Devilish temptress or holy angel, I would have her all to myself. Nothing could happen to her, ever. Not one scratch. Not one frown on her face. I would kill to make her happy. From Harlem to Prague, Moscow to St. Petersburg, Kazimir and the Harlem Crew are ready to destroy all enemies in their path. But some foes hide well within the shadows, and not everyone that’s with them is a friend. In Part II of The Lion and The Mouse, there are hearts to protect, blood debts to repay, and several deadly games to end.
