Rated Mature for Violence and Clay's death ONLY
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“So, do I get a chance to call my lawyer or are you too eager to stick bamboo under my fingernails?” Sofia Rikkin sighed, mouth set as if she’d bitten into a persimmon.
“Must you?” I smiled, fractured jaw aching.
“I’m channeling the sass of a long-lost cousin.” Sofia shoved a blade against my carotid artery. She curled her bottom lip slightly as she bit it. I’d made her bleed. ...By being annoying. But I’d take a win when I could.
“I’m going to ask you again. Where. Are. The others.”
“Dunno. But hopefully somewhere even I can’t track them.” I stared into her. Through her. Sofia took a step back, unnerved by my gaze. I’d gotten a reputation. A good one.
“I don’t-” she muttered something to herself. “Which ancestor, at this moment, are you right now?” It was my turn to be surprised.
“That’s your question? Fine, I’ll say.”
Sofia leaned in slightly in anticipation. I reared up, ropes snapping where I’d worn them against the edge of the chair. My forehead connected with her nose and she was on the floor. I took a glance about the dusty warehouse, thankful that no alarm had been sounded.
“I’m Desmond Miles.”