Chapter 18: Corpse

Oh, how my heart danced when I saw that smile. It has been a while since I've worked together with someone I actually liked. Sure, there's been the occasional intern, or whatever you'd like to call the boys that want to join the Duke. But those are more like baggage than actual partners.

'You have another one of those?' she asks. She smiles the way a real killer does. Not like someone who thinks the blood and the gore are the worst part of the job, but one that has heard the pleading screams until they have no effect anymore. Being an Alekti does things to you, I suppose.

I shake my head, 'I have something better,' I reply. I get a couple of knives from my boots and hand some to her. If she wanted a good fight, one without cheat codes, she wouldn't get to use a gun. Let's see what use that Alekti-training is.