Jeff had never been one for subtlety, especially when it came to his scars. After the accident that left his face looking like it had been through a meat grinder, he figured he might as well make the most of it. People’s reactions were always priceless—disgust, fear, or outright avoidance. Honestly, he got a kick out of it. Now, he’d moved to a new city with his younger brother, Liu, in tow, hoping to start over. Not that he had any intention of changing. Starting fresh just meant a fresh batch of people to mess with.