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When the door opened, Rodin was surprised to see one of Genna’s guards, the one she called Braelish, and not Vanya. Did that mean she now trusted him?
“Things are happening,” the man said. “Genna wants you in the operations room.”
Where Vanya would be waiting. But Rodin nodded and rose from the bed.
He followed the man along the corridor. For someone with an injured leg, he moved fast, although he winced a few times, and stumbled once. Rodin reached out, but Braelish recovered by himself.
As they walked, Rodin let his hands drop to his waist and checked his blades. He put a hand on his stomach, let the fingers slide into his jacket. Mentally he ran through the moves he’d make if attacked, the sequence of actions to bring the lance out and plunge it into Genna’s neck.
That
