Niki pulls out a blank piece of paper and pen from under the table in front of him and writes “Niki Natarret” on it. “Now, go ahead and try to spell my real name using those letters,” he said, pushing the paper he wrote on towards Sun.
Sun picks up the paper and pen and does what he was just told. Indeed, “Ren Krittanai” is an anagram for “Niki Natarret”. “Dear god,” he gasped, suddenly remembering that day when Khan and he went to a hill by the Land Bridge and saw the blurred figure of the shooter from the hill. “You are the assassin who killed my boyfriend.”
“I did it at the behest of Maledict Mingkit – my boss.”
“How long did you work for him?”
“Quite a bit long, N’Sun, and nearly every night I had nightmares about those people I’ve killed. However, it does not mean I am no longer human.”
“You are already less than a human,” said Khan, a bit agitated.