“I want to know if you killed Kolya Serrado.” It wasn’t what she’d meant to ask. She’d followed with the intent of asking him point-blank whether he was Leato or not. But the pain she’d seen in Serrado tonight, the distance between two men who had once been close . . . she had to heal that if she could. For her own sake, too. For the child who’d once adored stories of the Rook and had to know whether he’d crossed that line.
