Zara’s POV
I step forward and swing, catching the unprepared man in the jaw, causing him to stumble backward a couple of steps. I’m sure he heard about my fight with his guard before, but what he doesn’t realise is that I was holding back . . . he’s not going to get the same courtesy.
I follow him, flattening my palm and slamming it into his nose, feeling the bone break with a satisfying snap. Tobias howls out as I smile callously, slipping back into my old, long forgotten, skin as though it was only yesterday I shirked it off. Gone is the warm, caring, Zara Diaz, capable of love and friendship, now Natalia, the asset, the killer that Laszlo created is in control, and she has one objective.
Tobias throws a punch, blood dropping down his chin as he finally starts to fight back. I dodge t
