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. Each of the three Sai brothers is more dangerous than the last, and right now, their gazes are locked on me. 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. 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. They thought the three Sai brothers were insane—wait until they meet me. I’m about to be their Karma.