Book 2 - Ryan Neville: Fire through Glass

My name is Ryan Neville. I was fourteen years old when my mentor asked me from beyond the grave to wrap up his last case. *** ‘I had been used in every move of the game. Been barely a piece to begin with, maybe a pawn at best. One of those little guys can still deliver checkmate, though. The board was set up, and Dylan moved first. It came not as an instant stroke of genius: far from it. But every once in a while you fit together something that’s been brewing in your head for days, recognizing each fragment’s place. As if you’ve finally pulled yourself up to the summit of a mountain, and found a path through the forest below. My fingers closed around the white king, then tipped it over.'