Kaz was freaking out. Badly.

You and Kaz were doing a heist to get Pekka Rollins’s accounting books to figure out his schedule. And Pekka was already there. He was cornered.

“Oh, and as for your little assassin, I sent a madman after her.” Pekka said, smiling coldly at Kaz. And, of course, just out the window, a man was climbing a rope to get to the roof where you were.

And now, here you were, hiding behind a slab of concrete, knife in hand, waiting for him to find you.