I'm in the same room as the devil—and he has the key.From the moment I sat down across the table from him.From the moment his eyes looked right through my clothes.I knew I was in trouble.Preston Osbourne was everything wrong with this place: a cocky biker unrepentant about his crimes, a womanizer who's had more hot girls than hot dinners, and a criminal 100% guilty of murder.Oh, and did I mention that I'm the unlucky lawyer who has to defend him as my first real case?He's not interested in anything I have to say to him.He's not interested in making a deal.And with every second that passes, it becomes crystal clear:The only thing he's interested in is to hear me scream.