Chapter 10

           

           Thealleywasnarrowanddeserted.TheHassassinstrodequicklynow,hisblackeyesfillingwithanticipation.Asheapproachedhisdestination,Janus’spartingwordsechoedinhismind.Phasetwobeginsshortly.Getsomerest.

           TheHassassinsmirked.Hehadbeenawakeallnight,butsleepwasthelastthingonhismind.Sleepwasfortheweak.Hewasawarriorlikehisancestorsbeforehim,andhispeopleneversleptonceabattlehadbegun.Thisbattlehadmostdefinitelybegun,andhehadbeengiventhehonorofspillingfirstblood.Nowhehadtwohourstocelebratehisglorybeforegoingbacktowork.

           Sleep?Therearefarbetterwaystorelax…

           Anappetiteforhedonisticpleasurewassomethingbredintohimbyhisancestors.Hisascendantshadindulgedinhashish,buthepreferredadifferentkindofgratification.Hetookprideinhisbody—awell-tuned,lethalmachine,which,despitehisheritage,herefusedtopollutewithnarcotics.Hehaddevelopedamorenourishingaddictionthandrugs…afarmorehealthyandsatisfyingreward.

           Feelingafamiliaranticipationswellingwithinhim,theHassassinmovedfasterdownthealley.Hearrivedatthenondescriptdoorandrangthebell.Aviewslitinthedooropened,andtwosoftbrowneyesstudiedhimappraisingly.Thenthedoorswungopen.

           "Welcome,"thewell-dressedwomansaid.Sheusheredhimintoanimpeccablyfurnishedsittingroomwherethelightswerelow.Theairwaslacedwithexpensiveperfumeandmusk."Wheneveryouareready."Shehandedhimabookofphotographs."Ringmewhenyouhavemadeyourchoice."Thenshedisappeared.

           TheHassassinsmiled

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