HARPER'S POV
We find him at the edge of the Southern neutral zone, in some dusty little town that smells like sweat, piss, and bad decisions. The kind of place where people come to forget who they are.
Talin.
That is his name. He used to be a scout for the Shadow Fangs but now he is just another drunk with loose lips and a busted conscience.
Which is perfect for me.
I need him to talk.
I am sitting in the corner of the bar, hood up, with the mask Rae had put together for me, halfway down.
There is a fake scar slashed across my cheeks and I am wearing muddy boots that make it look q like I have been chasing bounties for days.
Which isn't too far from the truth. My back still hurts from the last fight we had sneaking through the rogue territory, and the new potion
