If it were just the first mattress, Ray could understand it. But there was a second one full of men behind it—that was downright unusual.

Could it be that Alexander… was… okay with both men and women? A supreme "Saintly Father"?

Ray disliked saints among people he cared about, but strangers… he couldn't care less. Even if they were a saint's grandmother, it made no difference to him.

Suddenly, Alexander—if that really was him—halted abruptly. His eyes flashed with sharp light, he let go of th