Has creasing down the spine and bent corners on the back. Each chapter has a different image based on each characters pov. kill order noun A document issued by the Circle allowing for the murder of a mercenary with no agency repercussions. A rarely wielded tool, a kill order brings the Circle’s full wrath down on its target. Worthless, useless, waste of space. That’s what my father liked to remind me on a daily basis. I was a stain on his pristine reputation. We both were, Moana and I. He taught us that we were less than nothing, we were an inconvenience. Slugs on the cabbage of life. But he was wrong. Because of him, my sister and I dedicated our lives to helping others. Fighting for others who couldn’t fight for themselves. We took risks, gained ranks, and eventually discovered a purpose. My big sister, my best friend … her pain and loss gave us the direction we both so desperately needed. We were a unit. A family. A team. Dedicated to a purpose. My calling in life. Until I met her. How do I tame the deadliest of women? How can I prove myself to her, snaring her in the bonds that have lashed me to her? How do I navigate a partnership with a man I loathe, to whom I’d spent years wanting to destroy? Destroy the Guild. Take Danny home. Live our life. That had been my goal. Now? I want her back. I want the Guild out of her life. I’ll sell my soul and work with my enemy if I have to. Whatever it takes.