Assassin (Darkblade, #1)

by Andy Peloquin

He’d taken great pains to ensure the construction remained as unattractive and unwelcoming as possible on the outside, and the inside equally unwelcoming to all but a very specific few.

Even one client who’d hired the Hunter to murder him in a spectacle that framed his competitor for the crime and ensured his children inherited his fortunes intact.

She hadn’t been a noblewoman, of that he felt certain. Nothing pompous or simpering about her. A life of ease and wealth could never have forged the strength he’d seen in her eyes.

Those with sorrows frequented the House of Tears, where they could join the Weeping Sisters in perpetual mourning. The keening chant rising from the temple set the Hunter's nerves on edge, bringing to mind a Praamian funeral procession.

The Shaggy Bear,

"No man is evil, Hardwell. There is good and bad in all of us. In the end, it all comes down to our choices and the consequences."

Patience was an assassin’s best friend—and