Book Seven: Chapter 184

Wallace grinned. “Yep.”

“What about you? Maybe you could come with me?”

“And do what?” He shook his head. “I mean, yeah, I’ve seen some things, maybe even learned the lesson of the week. But I’m not the kind of guy to change things from the outside. Well, not quietly, anyway.”

“I see.” Ingrid frowned. “Do you think I should stay?”

“No.” The mirth in Wallace’s eyes immediately vanished. “This isn’t the kind of job you can do with doubts in your heart, no matter how noble. A moment’s hesitation will kill you, or maybe even kill the person who has your back. If you know this isn’t the life you want, you should bail. But...”

“But?”

“You should wait, just a little bit. Try and figure out a plan first. If nothing else, let them send you on a month-long sabbatical to rest up, do your planning then. That’s what I would do, anyway.” The knight pulled another toothpick out of his pocket.

“You’re ridiculous,” said Ingrid.

“Fuck you.” Wallace grin