Shadow World (Shade Assassin Book 1) by Gaja J. Kos

Author:Gaja J. Kos [Kos, Gaja J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Boris Kos
Published: 2018-12-17T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

Sacred Skies had an interest in my father.

It took a while for the information to register.

I turned the page, but before I could even begin to read, another photograph fluttered from between the sheets of paper. My gloved nails scraped against the steel floor as I picked it up.

Hieraven.

Someone had taken a shot of the demon while he was in the mortal realm, a cafe just outside Ljubljana I knew by name but had never been too visible in the background.

What the fuck?

I sank to the cold floor, folded my legs beneath me, then went through the information. The pages took on a soft blue hue as I brought my demon fire closer—as if better illuminating the black letters would make it easier to understand the words and sentences they formed.

An in-depth profile on Vuyasin. Hieraven. Followed by ones pertaining to the demons from Raya’s court I’d seen when I dropped by Hieraven’s place, and a few I hadn’t, but who apparently belonged to the same group.

There was even a partition dedicated to me. Although, beside the fact that I was an assassin written in what felt like bold letters, I was glad to find the bastards didn’t have all that much dirt or insight into my life.

Then again, I wasn’t the person of interest here.

My mind strained to figure out how my father and Sacred Skies intersected, but I knew that wouldn’t happen while I was sitting cross-legged in a godsdamned safe. So I blew out a breath and started photographing.

The phone’s battery drained at a rapid pace as I fired the camera time and time again, grateful I had the foresight to charge it before my little torture session with Albert. When I almost reached the end of the stack, the phone vibrated with a message from Simon.

Move.

He didn’t have to tell me twice.

I counted down the seconds until the power would come back on, hastily snapshotting the remaining pages. Sweat coalesced under my gloves when I returned the folder to its rightful place.

The drawer jammed.

Fuck.

My heart beat a quick, unpleasant rhythm as I applied just a little demonic strength to force the damn thing shut.

I was cutting it close. Too close.

But a dent would be a dead giveaway.

Unfortunately, so would the alarm going off.

With a crack, the drawer snapped in place.

I snatched my bag, changed shape in mid-leap, and rushed to the thick steel door. The very air shifted.

Fuck.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

I stretched myself thin, survival instinct reigning above all else.

Particles squeezed through the small crack as the building came alive around me. The press of magic was instantaneous. My chameleon nature immediately kicked into gear to morph my essence until the ward was unable to pick up on the intrusion. But I wasn’t in the clear yet.

With a soft inhale, the airlock eliminated the crack that allowed me passage, nearly clipping the ends of my atoms. My particles dripped sweat when I pulled through to the other side at last.

It was tempting, so fucking tempting to

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