"Lord Underworld," came Jacob's voice over the phone.
"Speak," Isaac replied curtly.
Isaac was always economical with his words when it came to Jacob and his crew. After all, he had a pile of chores waiting for him, and he didn't want the Underworld folks taking up any more of his time.
Jacob's voice on the other end of the line was grave. "We've received word here from the Black Crow. Someone has hired an assasin in the underworld to kill your wife."
"An assasin?" Isaac's voice turned cold instantly. Jacob could sense Isaac's murderous intent. Now that Molly was Isaac's Achilles' heel, anyone daring to harm her would regret ever being born into this world!
Jacob knew that Valestile was about to stir up some serious trouble.
"I'll handle this personally. You guys keep gathering intel
