From the first bark of a scattergun to the wet slide of a knife, the streets turn into a slaughterhouse in seconds.
Conraed came here to do a job and get paid. Instead, he’s knee-deep in a brewing war for control of the Rim—and he’s the kind of man who doesn’t stop once the killing starts.
He’s carving through a pack of alley rats who picked the wrong day to test him, but every body he drops is just noise. A distraction.
Because beyond the smoke and the screaming, something worse is watching.
The Amir Garouz are watching.
And Resaad is deciding whether Conraed lives long enough to matter.