"I don't envy him," Damon said. "He's an idiot. He shoulda known what would happen." Whatever might happen to him at the end of this thing would be worth it if he could only see Simms get what he deserved. More than worth it if he could be the one to dish it out. He reached for the bottle again and took a drink from it. "Nice gets boring, I agree," he said, his gaze fixed on the line where the water met the tops of her breasts before he looked at her face. "I never woulda stayed this far under the radar back home." Here, however, it seemed necessary.