Page 8 of Eve of Destruction


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But why?

Eve had never heard of two League assassins fighting like this.

She frowned as she realized this guy, unlike Jinx, had a name on his uniform. “Sniper.”

Jed ducked. “Where?”

She snorted at his automatic response. “Not coming at us. On the ground, here.”

“He wasn’t very good at his job.”

She wouldn’t say that. Given his rank, he must have been damn good at it.

Jinx had just been better.

“He’s a First Rank Commander.” She glanced over her shoulder at Jedi. “Want to see what their uniforms look like?”

“It’s all right. I can do without the night terrors of seeing a headless corpse.

He wasn’t wrong. And right now, she had to get Jinx off the street before someone else found him, especially the authorities.

“C’mon, Jed. Help me.” She headed back to Jinx.

“Do what? Cut his throat or roll him?” Typical Tavali thought response.

“Get him back to my place.”

Jedi shook his head at her. “Are you fucking crazy? I mean, I know you’re not right in the head. And given your past, I don’t blame you, but–”

“Jed, I’m serious. Stop bitching and start helping.”

He didn’t budge. Instead, he gestured at the headless corpse. “Are you blind? He’s an assassin. ALeagueassassin. Top tier who tore the head off another one of his kind for who knows what psycho reason. Only a lunatic would lend aid to one of their ilk.”

“And I remember people telling me the same thing about a certain human I found in a gutter and dragged home.”

“I was a Tavali pirate who’d lost my Canting.Bigdifference. Worst thing I’d have done was steal some creds and maybe your jewelry. This guy will tear your head off. Literally!” Again, he gestured wildly at the other body.

Eve sighed. “I’m not going to argue with you while he’s this close to death. Get your gigantic ass over here and lend me a hand.”

He groaned like a stabbed lorina. “Fine. But if he comes to, my name is Serta and you don’t know me.”

“Whatever.”

Making a huge production of the fact that he was helping her in spite of his wishes, Jed grabbed Jinx’s arms and pulled him up. “Sheez! The bastard weighs more than I do. You just had to pick a giant motherfucker, didn’t you?”

“Oh my God, Jedi! Really?”

“You carry him and see how much you complain. Trust me, I know you. It’d be a lot.” With a fierce growl, he managed to get Jinx over his shoulder.

Then bumped his head into the wall.

“Could you try not to add to his injuries?”

Jedi arched his brow. “Why? I still say we should cut his throat and roll him.”

“You are terrible. Take him to my place and be careful about it.” She bent over and retrieved Jinx’s sunglasses from the alley where they’d fallen and looked around for any other items that might belong to him.

Assured they had everything, she followed after Jed who was swiftly heading for her flat a few blocks away.