Nico bundled his cloak around him as he took a seat at an empty table. Lotus sat opposite him. Her eyes darted to every corner, her hands were constantly moving. She was incredibly nervous which was in turn making him nervous. Arboros was a turbulent city full of unhinged people. The few who were also sitting within the Inn had a look about them, they were just as dangerous as he was. Or Talia. Killers were adept at recognizing each other. “Are you sure this one will be safe?” She whispered urgently as she eyed the waitresses. The women tending tables were wearing commoner dresses, dull brown and white colors draped over dirty bodies. They were supposed to be in the upper districts yet all he saw was poverty and strife. “No. I’m not sure of anything right now. Bu

