“Keller’s… dead?” Ezra said. His brows furrowed. He was at a loss as to how to react. Part of him was relieved, but another part grieved for the man who’d taken him off the streets. “How’d it happen?” he asked.

“Word has it that his cousin gave the order,” Devin said. He shrugged. Rolling his eyes, he added, “No proof, of course. There never is, but, that’s the word on the street.”

“Good riddance,” Chris said, setting a drink down in front of Ezra. He caught Ezra’s eye and shook his head. “Don’t give me that disapproving frown, Ezra. The man made your life hell. He’s had you dodging shadows for nearly five years now. You’re well rid of him.”

“I… forgave him a long time ago, Chris,” Ezra said, shaking his head. Both agents looked shocked. Ezra shrugged. “What good does it do me, holding on to that anger? He never cared what I felt. All it would have done was eat away at me and steal any chance I had to enjoy my life.”

“He wanted you dead, Ezra,” Chris said, his voice soft. “That’s not something most people could forgive.”

“I’m not most people, Master Starbright,” Ezra said, giving him a faint smile.


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