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She leapt across another gap between roofs

Now that she thought of it, she knew there was a second-floorfacing one of those alleys--and she didn’t give a daet her inside before the guards on the first floor could notice

The eleamed, and Celaena skidded to a halt on the roof next door A wide, flat stretch of the gabled roof stood between her and the long juh, she could h that second-floorThe as already thrown open, though the curtains had been drawn, blocking any vieas within

Despite the fog of rage, years of trainingrooftops Was it arrogance or stupidity that kept Jayne frouards on the street didn’t look up at her

Celaena untied her cloak and let it slide to the ground behind her Any additional draguntil Jayne and Farran were dead

The roof on which she stood was three stories high and faced the second-flooracross the alley She factored in the distance and how fast she’d be falling, and made sure the swords crossed to her back were neatly tucked in The as wide, but she still needed to worry about the blades catching on the threshold She backed up as far as she could to give herself running space

Somewhere on that second floor slept Jayne and Farran And somewhere in this house, they had destroyed Sam

After she had killed them, perhaps she’d tear the house down stone by stone

Perhaps she’d tear this entire city down, too

She smiled She liked the sound of that

Then she took a deep breath and broke into a run

The roof was no longer than fifty feet--fifty feet between her and the juh that opena level below, or splatter her on the alley between

She sprinted for the ever-nearing edge

Forty feet

There was no roo except that blinding rage and cold, vicious calculation

Thirty feet

She raced, straight as an arrow, each pu her closer

Twenty

Ten

The alley below looer than she’d realized

Five

But there was nothing left of her to even consider stopping

Celaena reached the edge of the roof and leapt

Chapter Ten

The cold kiss of night air on her face, the glitter of the wet streets under laht on the black curtains inside the openas she arced toward it, hands already reaching for her daggers …

She tucked her head into her chest, bracing for i thes, hit the floor, and rolled

Right into aroom full of people In a heartbeat, she took in the details: a somewhat small room where Jayne, Farran, and others sat around a square table, and a dozen guards now staring at her, already formed into a wall of flesh and weaponry between her and her prey

The curtains were thick enough to have blocked out any light within the room--to make it look like it was dark and empty inside A trick

It didn’t ers in her boots were thrown before she was even on her feet, and the guards’ dying shouts brought a wicked grin to her lips

Her swords whined, both in her hands as the nearest guard charged for her

He ih his ribs and into his heart Every object--every person--between her and Farran was an obstacle or a weapon, a shield or a trap

She whirled to the next guard, and her grin turned feral as she caught a glimpse of Jayne and Farran at the other end of the roo at her, his dark eyes bright, but Jayne was on his feet, gaping

Celaena buried one of her swords into the chest of a guard so she could reach for her third dagger

Jayne was still gaping when that dagger imbedded itself to the hilt in his neck

Utter pandeuards poured in as she retrieved her second sword frouard It couldn’t have been h the openHad they been waiting?