"Put the dagger down" he whispers in my ear. He takes the dagger out of my raised hand and puts it back in the hostler on my thigh. "Why should I?" "Because I know you can't kill me" Elara Benedict loved being an Assassin. The thrill, the excitement, the suspense. She was the best in the world until he came along. Jax. He was the new kid on the streets. Elara was a venetian. Elara was paid to kill Jax. Could she do it? Or would her heart not allow it? Jax was paid to kill Elara. Could he do it? Or would his heart not allow it? All characters and plots belong to me. If you would like to use it, just ask.All Rights Reserved