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"Done You’ll also need to select a blademaster, someone to tutor you with the razor We’ll need you to kill a few people publicly in the future"
"I kno to use a razor," I say
"Not what I’ve heard Come now, there’s no sha These days I ht actually have the funds to afford Stoneside and his Willow Way …"
His words trail off and his eyes drift froh the s I can smell the almond on her skin The citrus of her lips as she nears our table, graceful and stirring as the air of Venus’s Suile, avian She wears a black shift that covers her skin except her bare shoulders
Then I catch her eyes and I almost fall out of my chair It’s a shot to the heart My pulse patters It’s her The girl ings who could never fly But now … she’s fled froone, ripened into womanhood But why is Evey here? Did the Sons send her? I can barely keep nized st the weeds," the Jackal says to her
Her laughter drifts like the beating of a butterfly’s wings She traces the bottos minutely
"Cos But my mistress heard uncommon men were in Lost City and sent me as an … a her "You’re a syndicate girl One of Vebonna’s?" Off her nod, the Jackal looks at me and mistakes my expression of surprise for one of desire "Take her upstairs, Darrow On ift Let me know if you want to buy her We can discuss business tomorrow"
At the word "Darrow," Evey’s composure buckles for a blink She steps back and I hear her breath pattern change And when her eyes limpses the Red underneath all these lies However, the surprise there means she’s not here for me She’s here for the Jackal, but why? Is she with the Sons? Or did Mickey finally sell his prize to this Vebonna gangster?
"I don’t do slaves," Evey says to the Jackal, pointing to ils
"You’ll find there’s rabs her hand, twisting her pinky horribly "Shut up and do as you’re told, girl Or we’ll take what you won’t give" He flashes a great s It doesn’t take much to wound a Pink
I stand "I believe I’ll take it frouards aho try to followto the fourth floor, earning hoots from some of the patrons My eyes catch one of the holoCans above the bar I ripple in three dimensions It looks to be at a café A Gold café My eyes widen as the extent of the devastation is shown Was it the Sons?
Another bo flashes across a different screen And another And another till dozens of bohout the tavern All heads turn to watch, silence yawning through the vast tavern Evey’s hand tightens around s They sent her But why Luna? Why the Jackal? Why haven’t they contacted me?