Chapter 19Rain battered the windows so loudly that it sounded as if tiny pebbles were being thrown by the handful against the glass. For a moment Kael was drawn back to Gaverne Bay where he tasted again the rain washing his face, salty as it blew over the sea, and Osbeck’s splattered blood in his mouth. He relived the adrenaline rush through his muscles when he had fired the fatal shot. As a rule, when a kill was done, it was done. Thinking about it again was a thing he rarely did, but it was always with pleasure.
“I’ve never thought of you as a daydreamer, Kael. What were you thinking about? You were smiling,” Dr. Reynolds said.
One corner of his mouth tilted in an involuntary smile. “A hit.”
Both of Dr. Reynolds’s eyebrows rose at his response. She looked at him for several seconds, a
