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July 18 - July 26, 2025
And sometimes, I wondered if there could ever be a
Then I was going to have to die. Or at least, everyone had to believe I was dead. There needed to be witnesses, a cover story, hell, even a body ideally. Everything that I could think of to prove without a shadow of a doubt that I was dead and gone. It would be hard. But I was going to figure out a way to do it. I had a natural talent for concealment spells and illusions too. That kind of magic was all about the details and I was a details man. I’d figure it out somehow.
an eyebrow at him, but he was already walking away, apparently believing that I was going to come running like a dog just
before leaning back in my chair and relaxing for the rest of the drive.
saying. She'd always expected me to end up working for Sal, even though
"Let's not talk about what we all kill for," Leon said lightly. "I'm sure Gabriel would kill to protect his roof tent and I'd kill to protect a sandwich, so we're all capable of murder for reasonable things. But there's one thing we'd definitely all kill for and I think you know what that is." He glanced between us as if prompting an answer from three year olds. "Anyone?"
but I didn't really try to fight him off, hugging him back as he held me close for a moment and as much as I never would have asked for
first we'd actually worked on together since Father had stopped teaching us the trade when we were kids. We'd been so competitive back then that working together had never occurred to me. But now, I realised
also took a box of Rivian cigars and a solid