Raven's mind raced even as her body remained frozen in shock.
Solomon Creed. Here. In the flesh.
The Guildmaster rarely left the Guild's headquarters. He rarely involved himself directly in assignments. His presence meant this was far more serious than she had anticipated.
Of course it was anyway. She was surprised that it even took this long for him to show up.
"Solomon," Raven said carefully, forcing herself to maintain composure even as her grip tightened on her blade. "I wasn't expecting you."
"Clearly," Solomon replied, his voice smooth as silk and just as dangerous. He took a step forward, his movements fluid and predatory.
"You've been avoiding my messengers, Raven. That's terribly rude, don't you think?"
The three assassins remained silent, positioned around her in a loos
