It had already been a week since we arrived at Fisherman’s and things had been going on rather smoothly. We had not gotten any unwanted guests or any incoming from the website. I knew there was no such thing as peace until one side surrendered or the other won the war. The silence was meant to throw us off our guard but I was not going to let that happen, not under my watch. Even as things had simmered down to a false sense of calm, I still looked through all the documents had received from my handler concerning Xavier. He was a sleek rat and made sure to throw anyone on his tail off the rack. I had to tread carefully now that I was no longer a reckless hitman.
That meant that I had to plan everything around the fact that Ivan and Dominic could always be used as leverage against me. One p
