KAZIEL
"You didn't tell her why you couldn't go to her," Kira says, wiping the blood off my chin. I snort, scrolling through my tab as I read the report Aaron sent to me.
"She has enough on her plate already. I can't suddenly tell her that I think I've been poisoned."
Kira sighs, tossing the bloodied towel into the metal basin by my bedside.
"You know, you're taking this too lightly. And that usually means one out of two things. Either you actually do have a plan or..."
I blink at her. "Or what?"
"You have a death wish."
I snort in amusement, switching apps to check for the perfect diner for a reservation.
"Seriously, all we need is for you to give the order. We will capture that sly snake and force her to give us the antidote."
I ignore her again, and she exhales sharply through
