Your Hand

Christina had no plans on moving towards the mission yet. Three months was a long time and it was important that she would evenly space out her killings so people would not be suspicious. She had thirteen people to kill. It had always been thirteen. 

A lot of the other assassins were firm believers that the head of The Order of the Red Hand was a supporter of the devil and took pleasure in the number thirteen.

Christina only shrugged upon learning that. She was not one who would question one's beliefs—even when she was raised to be a religious person to the point that she was even named after their Lord.

She knew she was going to proceed with her mission no matter what happens. She was just really stalling, trying to find a reason not to go. It somehow eases her conscience that there was still a part of her that was hesitant with killing people.