Bram Cross

The third game reset itself, apparently. Bram had done it without thinking — fingers on the pieces before his mind caught up.

Set the white queen down without comment and reached for his champagne instead.

You play like someone who learned from a person, not a book.

The train took a long curve and the compartment light swung slightly.

You've made it to three. So. Do you want to tell me what you're actually thinking about, or should we let the pieces do it?