With The Hunter’s eyes on me, I couldn’t possibly try anything else against him until it was time to finish him.
My waking hours were spent unwillingly haunted by the questions he posed. Was The Silent Assassin his boss, for lack of better terms, or a warning? I couldn’t figure him out, and I found people so easy to read, especially in the past few years.
This was the first time someone confused me, and I had to admit it was just as much a thrill as an annoyance. It might just be something to quell my boredom, but I was curious, even if his words were a diversion.
I scoured the unorganized library and found nothing of note, but it gave me something to do. I wanted to catch him alone again, but he was either with Nolan or not so easily found, and I knew it was because he didn’t want me
