Chapter Six

I have been speechless all day, wondering how Gertrude figured her way out of the murder. It is now so clear that she has people working for her in every corner you turn. I had played this game before, and I lost.

It's time to level the field before the times turn on me again. I am a wolf assassin, and I have been one for years. It's about time I started acting like one.

I listened to Agnar's breathing and he was soundly asleep facing the other side of the bed, He is a light sleeper, but when he is stressed out, he wouldn't get up, even if you played a drum on his head. I got up, grabbed my leather clothes, a black sweater with a hood, which was neatly hanging, and I sneaked into the bathroom to change. The minute I was done, I tiptoed out of the room, and avoiding the cameras, I made my way out of the pack house. I found the spot where I hid my bike and the bag.

I strapped the bag to my bag while I sneaked past the two guards arguing about who had the bigger dick.

"Men and their