CHAPTER SIX
Eighteen Years Ago
“Do it quickly and quietly.”
The written words echoed in Osen’s mind as he watched the young man that was celebrating at the bar. The tavern was somewhat dead for the night compared to the normal flow of people that visited the run down establishment. Considering what he had been tasked with, he considered that a blessing. Fewer witnesses.
Osen felt the heavy bag of gold at his waist. It was enough to secure his future for the rest of his days. He could buy an estate somewhere quiet and never work again. And all he had to do was kill someone. He had killed before, of course. Usually in back alley brawls, and once when he robbed someone. That one had been an accident.
His attention shifted from the drunken revelers to the barmaid serving them. His eyes wi
