Coming July 13th|
Book 1: Assassins of Gravas
by N.J. Walters
BLURB COMING SOON!
Excerpt from Spear's Search
© 2020 N.J. Walters
He carefully withdrew the razor-sharp dagger from the hidden sheath strapped to his arm. Made of the finest titansteel--a virtually indestructible metal only found on Gravas--it was easily concealed from security scans, lightweight, and could be used to kill with minimal effort.
Unlike a blaster, it was silent.
In a soundless rush, he was around the girder, thick forearm wrapped around his victim's neck and the sharp tip of the blade at the base of the skull.
The person didn't fight, didn't move a muscle.
He was dealing with a pro. Only another assassin would react in such a way.
"Want to tell me why you're following me?" It was second nature to change the pitch and tone of his voice and speak in Alliance Standard, the language most commonly spoken on all Alliance planets and stations.
The voice was low with a slight lilt that skated over his skin like a caress.
What in the depths of Gravas was going on? Why was he reacting in such a manner?
With lightning speed, he assessed his quarry. About six feet, slender, short dark hair. Not enough light to determine true color. The lightest fragrance of mint teased his nostrils and made his entire body clench.
"Try again." He wasn't leaving without answers.
The tiniest shrug caused the blade to scrap across the tender skin on the back of her neck. And it was a woman. The certainty settled in his bones.
Not that it meant anything. Some of the deadliest assassins in the world were women. Too many people underestimated them.
He wasn't most people.