Mildmay didn't know Coby all that well, but Corbie was fond of him – fucking him sometimes – so he'd paid attention. There was something not quite right about the guy, but Mildmay couldn't point to what. The tacky sweater in the picture didn't do much to change his mind on that. "Bet Felix had something to say about it."

Another picture, and there was Sunny. And one, where second flash of fiery red in the background – unlike Felix who was for damned sure gonna be front and center whenever he could – and almost off the edge of the picture mighta even been Emma from the way the girl in the picture was standing. This place was fucking complicated.