After taking a bullet and ending a decade-old alliance, I knew my time was running short. I can’t keep this kind of work up for long now at the age of thirty-nine.
My body feels the wear and tear unlike before. It seems as if the more hits I take, the longer the healing process plays out.
Waiting on my final target to return—allowing me to leave these savage days behind—I come across a tiny little princess locked away in her room.
Pinning the thought of offing the fool who put her here, I’m now devising a plan to keep this tempting curveball that’s been thrown my way.
The only concern prevailing is keeping the girl safe. Because after finding a jewel like her, I can’t move on. And I won’t.
She’s been waiting long enough for me—whether she knows it or not.