"I'm just here for a massage," Andrew said casually. "And you'd better watch yourself. Even Harvey knows better than to mess with me now."

He shot Dexter a brief glance before continuing down the hall.

Dexter, with an Eastonia girl on each arm, chuckled mockingly. "Oh, come on, Andrew. Do you really expect me to believe you're just here for a massage? We're both men, after all."

"And Harvey's the head of the Weller family now. If anyone should be keeping their head down, it's you, not me."