“You two would probably be the first to be killed,” Ravel said. Valkyrie stared. “What?” “Sorry, but it’s true. The amount of damage the pair of you have inflicted on anyone who’s crossed you over the past few years? They’re not going to take a chance on leaving you alive.” “He’s right,” Skulduggery said. “We’re just too good at our job.” “Damn it,” Valkyrie scowled. “I hate being too good at our job.”