Sublime

“Why did you bring Peter?” “Because he’s part of our family, no matter how much he reminds me of the weird squirrel from Ice Age.

There’s a small crowd forming at the very center of the layered rugs and in the middle, of course, is Charlie Milford. Stella’s half brother. Party boy. Serial charmer. I don’t think there’s a good time that Charlie hasn’t organized, signed up for, or crashed without explanation.

Her words sweet boy bounce around in my head. Jasper has always been a sweet boy. But god, he grew up to be a damn good man.

Roy and the old couple, Harvey and Rita, were the only ones left. They brought Roy to New York when he was barely twenty-five and set him up running “errands” now and again for some heavy people in Brooklyn. As a rule, they didn’t trust him with anything too complicated, on account of they didn’t think Roy was all that bright. Outside of Albert, no

A moment later, wearing a corn-colored jacket over green velour pants and an orange-and-green-plaid tie, Jack Ashkenazy came in, followed by George Deasey, who, as ever, appeared to be in a testy mood. He was, as Anapol had mentioned, a graduate of Columbia, class of 1912. Over the course of his career, George Debevoise Deasey had published symboli

If there was an inner circle of magicians, Grayson sat at the head of that table. Walt described him as “old school,” because he still believed secrets mattered. And although he was revered by fellow magicians, Grayson had a reputation for being an elitist, as well as being so secretive it bordered paranoia. He wouldn’t even touch a deck of cards i

He had short red hair and a face like a collapsed lung. He was as ugly a guy as I ever saw. He