Determined to live a dark life in the company of the assassin who freed her from bondage, Sarai sets out on her own to settle a score with an evil sadist. Unskilled and untrained in the art of killing, the events that unfold leave her hanging precariously on the edge of death when nothing goes as planned.
Sarai’s reckless choices send her on a path she knows she can never turn back from and so she presents Victor with an ultimatum: help her become more like him and give her a fighting chance, or she’ll do it alone no matter the consequences. Knowing that Sarai cannot become what she wants to be overnight, Victor begins to train her and inevitably their complicated relationship heats up.
As Arthur Hamburg’s right-hand man, Willem Stephens, closes in on his crusade to destroy Sarai, she is left with the crushing realization that she may have bitten off more than she can chew. But Sarai, taking on the new and improved role of Izabel Seyfried, still has a set of deadly skills of her own that will prove to be all she needs to secure her place beside Victor.
But there is one test that Izabel must face that has the potential to destroy everything she is working so hard to achieve. One final test that will not only make her question her decision to want this dangerous life, but will make her question everything she has come to trust about Victor Faust.
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“If you touch me,” I say to the suit-clad guard standing outside Hamburg’s private room, “I’ll put your nuts in a meat-grinder.”
The guard’s nostrils flare and he glances at Willem Stephens.
“You requested a meeting with Mr. Hamburg,” Willem says from behind. “It’s only proper that you be searched for weapons before we allow you inside.”
Calm. Just keep calm. Do what Izabel would do.
I breathe in a heavy breath and sneer at both of them menacingly. Then I throw my little black purse at the guard; he catches it as it hits his chest.
“I think it’s safe to say I couldn’t hide a weapon wearing a dress like this unless I put it up my cunt,” I snap, looking back at Willem Stephens. “My gun is in the purse. But don’t even think of touching—”
“Let her in,” a familiar voice says from the door.
It’s Arthur Hamburg, still as porky and grotesque as he was before, wearing an oversized suit ready to bust at the buttons if he exhales too deeply.
I smirk at the guard who glares back at me with murder in his eyes. I know that look, I’m all too intimate with it just the same. He takes the gun from my purse and hands the purse back to me.
“Mr. Hamburg,” Willem Stephens says, “I should remain with you.”
Hamburg shakes his double-chinned head. “No, you mind the restaurant. These people aren’t here to kill me or else they wouldn’t be so obvious. I’ll be fine.”
“At least leave Marion outside the door,” Willem suggests, glancing at the guard.
“Yes,” Hamburg agrees. “You stay here, let no one interrupt our…,” he looks at me once coldly, “…meeting, unless I ask for an interruption. If at any time you no longer hear my voice for a full minute, come inside the room. As a precaution, of course.”
He smirks at me.
“Of course,” I mimic and smirk right back at him.
Arthur Hamburg steps to the side and gestures me in with an opened hand, palm-up.
“I thought this was over, Miss Seyfried.”
Hamburg shuts the door.
Born November 25, 1975, J.A. (Jessica Ann) Redmerski is a New York Times, USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestselling author. She lives in North Little Rock, Arkansas with her three children and a Maltese. She is a lover of television and books that push boundaries and is a huge fan of AMC’s The Walking Dead.
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