Chapter ONE - Weebly

you reacted.”
Ethan wasn’t sure what to say. Elli wouldn’t want
him to tell Holin the truth, but the boy was right. He was
fifteen. By showing up when he did, he might well have
saved Ethan’s life, either by keeping Nigel from killing
him, or by preventing Ethan from dooming himself with
a killing burst of power. He deserved an honest answer.
“They killed a man whose life I had spared,” Ethan
finally said. “He had stolen some jewels, and the
merchant who hired me wanted me to have him
arrested when I got the gems back. Failing that, he
wanted me to kill him.”
“Why didn’t you?”
Ethan glanced his way. The boy was watching him,
looking pale and young, and a bit frightened.
“British justice can be hard—harder than I felt this
man deserved. And it’s no trifle taking a life. I didn’t
think he deserved to die. I took the jewels, I took his
weapons, and I told him to leave the city.” Ethan
shrugged. “He didn’t. Not in time, at least.”
“So Miss Pryce killed him to make the merchant
happy?”