The Magic Thief by Laurel Night

Author:Laurel Night
Language: eng
Format: epub

TRUTH

THE TRUTH WAS hard to swallow. As a child, I pictured my daddy as a high-powered businessman in his fancy suits. When he revealed he was an elite thief with a magical key, that admission was tempered with his claims to steal things for people who owned them. He was Robin Hood, returning the items to where they belonged. And he chose which jobs to do, so he’d never do a job that was unethical. As his daughter, I always found some way to paint him as the hero in the fairy tale.

In fact, he did get to choose some jobs, but not all. Because he owed an enormous debt to The Guild, and they collected his repayment in the method of their choice. They knew it would be too easy for him to just steal a fortune and pay them off, so they had him working off his debt, job by job.

When I asked how he was in debt to The Guild, he admitted it was his own stupid fault. He was a gambler and had racked up a sizable debt to a gambling den of ill repute. Drunkenly boasting, he proclaimed himself a master thief to anyone within earshot, rattling off a list of jobs he had done, and said he would have their payment in four hours. When he returned with the money, the manager of the establishment had already sold off his debt to a Guild representative for ten times its original amount. The Guild representative had use for such a talented thief, and the proprietor of the gambling den owed them a favor.

So now my father was trapped. He owed them five-hundred high-value jobs, jobs that often took weeks to plan and execute. He would not get paid for them, so he’d have to do additional work on the side. The Guild offered him some jobs and forced him to do others.

It was this event that had triggered the abrupt shift in my life when I was eleven. Because if the jobs didn’t get done, The Guild would take their payment in blood. His blood, and the blood of his family.

Me.

Suddenly, his world shifted. The thievery wasn’t something he could just stop when he decided he was done. He had to keep working until the debt of five-hundred jobs was repaid. And if the worst happened, and he died, the debt would fall to me to complete.

Which is why I had been trained, and groomed, and prepared to fight to my last breath. Because if my father failed to repay his debt, it was up to me. The price of failure was my life.

And it may have already cost his.

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