CHAPTER 8
Rory had dropped the Viper off at his house, watching him enter the back door. He had looked so exhausted and pathetic that she had felt a twinge of guilt at what she was doing. She hadn’t expected him to be so easily defeated.
It could be an act, she reminded herself. She was going to have to keep her wits about her. Assassins were masters of disguise and trickery after all — she couldn’t afford to be taken in by this little show. She wasn’t sure if leaving him alone where he could recoup was a good idea, but if she didn’t at least look like she was following through on her claim that someone had her back, there would be nothing to stop the Viper from overpowering her, promise or not.
The truth was that she couldn’t work out who to trust with the rapier. Jake would normally h
