Chapter 21. Temptations Right at the Door

The memory was over. Eron was back in his camp. The coffee was now ready and served in his oversized tin cup. He shook the sugar at the bottom of it with his not-silver spoon, and he was about to have a sip of the very hot beverage. 

His mind had been very active in the little time this morning that he had been ‘conscious’ so far, and after the massage that never happened, along with the memory of his past missions, he was deeply thoughtful.

“Maybe it’s for the best if I’m not an expert assassin anymore. Just maybe, if I really am losing it and I cannot become a killer again, I can finally do what I came here for, which is to genuinely start over, have a new life, be a new person and truly turn over a new leaf,” he thought, with a certain lady at the back of his mind all the time. 

At first, he didn't seem to realize it, but then…

“And, of course, Diwana doesn’t deserve a killer for a partner…”

He took another sip of his coffee, then froze.