The Forgetting Moon (Five Warrior Angels, #1)

by Brian Lee Durfee

“Remember your footwork, the way you swing a pick. And don’t forget the backswing. Rake with both hands tight. The precision of all I taught—it is now a part of you. It all matters.”

“Enough.” Sterling glared at the Val Vallè ambassador. “The only help I’ll need from the likes of you, or any of your kind, for that matter, is to lick my arse clean after a ripe shit.”