Page 93 of Siege of Blood and Betrayal

I dig around a little longer, replay a few grandstanding moments of Lazarus making promises to Daeva and the army. See a few familiar faces as Jaxon, Benoit, and three other men from my compound discuss the infiltration.

More traitors to be taken out.

And when I’m sure I have what I need, I retreat from Jaxon’s mind, pulling out so fast he gasps. As he sags forward, I meet Huntley’s gaze. “He’s of no more use to us. I have what we need.”

Turning my back while Huntley executes the man we thought to be a friend, I hold out a hand to Scottie.

She takes it without hesitation and squeezes my fingers. The balm of touching her means more to me than she could ever understand. “We have a name?”

“We do. Lazarus Kaza. I didn’t see where they are holed up, but we have three more men we can ask.

I let out a slow breath, my anger cooling into something colder, more controlled. “We’re done being reactive and caught on our back foot. We have what we need to be proactive now. Lazarus Kaza is polluting our city and now that we know who he is, we won’t stop until we find him—together.”

My blood is still thrumming with the high from the interrogation, from the victory of finally having Scottie at my side, and from the discovery of who our enemy is. Our fathers will be avenged. The Vasari clan will exact our retribution.

Lazarus Kaza has no idea what’s coming for him.

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