I landed right behind him and felt satisfied when I saw him jump. I felt like laughing. The whole thing was ridiculous. If this buffoon was the best Marcus could come up with, then he wasn’t much of a threat. He turned, and I smiled at him like the innocent girl I used to be. It wasn’t fair for me to toy with him, but I couldn’t help it. He came towards me slowly, like he was trying not to scare off his prey. Little did he know that he had the prey versus predator situation the wrong way around.
I waited for him to get within a whisper of me, even letting him grab my arm. The look on his face told me that he thought he had finally managed to do something right. He was clearly a lifelong failure in the eyes of my uncle. I dropped the dagger out of my sleeve and into my hand and seamlessly
