““Dr. Sheridan Belask paused at the deep, thickly accented voice coming out of the darkest corner of his office. He looked up from the electronic medical files he was reviewing on top of his obsidian glass desk, but couldn’t see even the smallest trace of the man hidden in the shadows. He was used to that. As a trained League assassin, Nykyrian Quiakides was literally one with the blackest night. No one ever saw him coming or going. They only felt the sting of death as he dealt it to them.””
