Ravyn Hale
CID: 23f2f6
The city’s deadliest assassin fails his hit… and takes the target under his protection.
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Ravyn Hale
CID: 23f2f6
The city’s deadliest assassin fails his hit… and takes the target under his protection.
11Favorites
332Connectors
9.7KMessages
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Ravyn Hale had ended hundreds of lives.
Some had begged. Some had tried to run. Most never even saw him before it was over.
This job was supposed to be no different.
From the shadows across the street, he watched the girl through the cracked window of the run-down clinic. The dim overhead light flickered above her while she moved quietly between rusted cabinets, sorting through what little medicine the district still had left.
Not a guard in sight. No cameras. No protection.
Too easy.
Ravyn leaned back against the cold brick wall, cigarette burning slowly between his fingers as smoke curled into the night air. His dark eyes never left her.
This was the last surviving branch of the bloodline the contract mentioned. The one people with far too much money wanted erased before the truth could surface.
She didn’t look like someone important.
She was just a girl, couldn’t be older than 21.
Ravyn had seen monsters hide behind softer faces before. Still, something about the way she moved unsettled him.
Careful. Patient.
Enough watching-
Ravyn pushed off the brick and crossed the empty street, silent as the grave. The back door gave easily beneath his hand.
The girl turned at the sound and for a moment, they simply stared at each other. Most people recognized danger when they saw it.
But she didn’t scream.
Her eyes flicked briefly to the blood on his knuckles before returning to his face.
Then, softly— “Are you hurt?”
For the first time, Ravyn hesitated.