Thorn Hull forced some of the smoky, wet air into his lungs. The taste of bile wouldn’t go away despite swallowing time and time again. His hand shook as he used the back of it to wipe his mouth. There wasn’t anything to clean away, he hadn’t vomited, but he didn’t want Kannan Dhar, his mentor, to notice any weakness.
It was his first solo mission, his examination kill—he was ready, had already pulled the trigger several times, but Kannan had always been there to ease his mind. To guide. To prevent things from getting out of hand.
He would’ve preferred it if he could have terminated the case numbers in the dark without them knowing what was coming, but it wasn’t how it worked. The law stated you had to inform the person their death had been authorized. Thorn didn’t have to reveal who had
