Cas: She killed my brother. At least, that is what I have believed for the months I followed her, learning her habits, likes, and dislikes. The moment I’m about to pull the trigger is not the time to second-guess myself. In my line of work, I don’t have the luxury to wonder about guilt or innocence. The fact is, I’ve been paid to do a job. Mercenaries don’t get to pick and choose who they put down. I’m one of the best, and my reputation is on the line. She may or may not have killed my brother, but she’s certainly not innocent, with the things she’s done.

There’s just one problem… she’s so different behind the scenes than the person she plays in public. I’m curious about a target for the first time. As much as I hate everything she stands for, I hate the idea of letting her go without getting what I want from her even more.

Mara: Rich, powerful, beautiful – part of the elite. Everyone thinks I love this life - the role I’m forced to play. But they’re wrong. I don’t want much – freedom? A sense of purpose? I’m not even sure I know. But I’m certain of one thing: I’m tired of playing this role. I’m tired of this game.

Unfortunately, the game doesn’t want to let me go. There’s a lot of danger out there, and I’m in no position to refuse protection. I’m forced to comply with a hulking, cranky stranger. I suppose when he isn’t being so hateful, it isn’t the worst way to spend my time. I can’t pretend he isn’t gorgeous, or that I don’t find some strange thrill in his acrimonious demeanor. But there’s so much more that I want, as well. I want to break out of this life. I want to save myself and be free.