My name is Bexley Adams, but most people call me Karma.

I control the streets, where my name is whispered with hope and horror. I am the enforcer of justice, the blade in the night and, well, I have fun doing it—until I accidentally catch the attention of the three kings of the city.

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Each of the three Sai brothers is more dangerous than the last, and right now, their gazes are locked on me.

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They claim to want my help, offering me a contract, but they must be dumber than they look if they think I can't see the trap waiting for me.

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There is a saying, “Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer,” but I couldn’t get much closer than this. I’m in their house, their beds, and their minds, and before long, these three kings will bow to me.

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They thought the three Sai brothers were insane—wait until they meet me.

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I’m about to be their Karma.