We both were breathing heavy and as Ria looked up at me, she started to shake her head. I stopped her from being able to move. That same look in her eye that I had seen before. The conflict of wanting to tell me something but being worried how I might react. I wanted her to trust me; needed her to trust me.
“Stop. I am not going anywhere. No matter what.”
I watched her swallow and then slowly she nodded. “I…when I did work for my father…I worked under a different name.” Her body was so rigid and I could feel the slight shake in her arms.
My brow furrowed. “A name? Like a code name?”
Ria nodded slowly, still conflicted until she let out a strained breath. “Marek…I’m Kharon. I’m…I’m the one everyone is afraid of. I’m the one who they tell their kids at night that will come get them if th
