Chapter 86

I stagger back, uncertain about my own reaction. Should I scream or run?

“What? Why would anyone want to kill me?”

"It's not for you, it's for him! " Dean gestures to Hunter, pointing the gun at him. I don't look. "Suzy, he works for people with a similar interest to mine. People who link your name to a Turkish Brotherhood. The difference was that if you died, he would also die. By desertion, he was the one who should have killed you that night, Suzy. Hunter Chaol is the name of the man who would take you to Saltuk Mahomet.”

I can hear the sound of my breathing in the silence that hangs over us. Without moving my body, I look down to where Hunter is, kneeling. The green eyes sparkle with a feverish tone that I do not recognize, but the lips move without producing any sound:

"Trust the man you met at the subway station."

The man who was beaten, died, and came back to life, all because he did not want to fulfill the service received. The man who bleed, begged fo