Chapter 0602

"Wait, seriously?" Ben asks, leaning forward and giving Tony a friendly shove on the shoulder. "I thought assassin track was a myth!"

"You're supposed to think it's a myth!" Tony says, laughing and turning towards Ben. "That's how it stays a secret." "Wait, so, what do you do all day?" I ask, leaning forward towards him, fascinated. "You just learn to...kill people?"

"It's like being somewhere between Warrior and Espionage," he says, turning his eyes back to me, "but with less studying and more fighting. After all, you're being trained to sneak into places and steal information; I'm just trained to sneak in and kill." "And should we be worried about that?" Rafe says, folding his arms across his chest and further narrowing his eyes at Tony. "An assassin in our midst?"

"Nah, I'm a patriot," Tony says, turning to Rafe with a shrug. "I'm on your side - you can check with the Captain if you want. They put me through all kinds of interrogation and personality tests before teaching me how to sneak around with a dozen knives hidden on my person."

"A dozen?" Jackson asks, turning to Tony with surprise and letting his eyes slip over his person, clearly wondering where they all are.

"He's only got pockets for ten," Daphne says, dry.

"Hey, I can put two in one pocket," Tony says, laughing and grinning her way.

at Daphne, sitting up straight. "Can you put some in my

and in your other clothes too, for when you're a spy

over the results a little bit more, going over the fine details of the rap sheet, and we all eat the mountains of food on the coffee table and that keep coming up in the dumbwaiter. Luca keeps all of our little paper cups liberally filled

are on the couch, having a friendly chat, while the rest of the boys gather on the floor talking about...whatever the hell boys talk about. Luca separates himself from the group and comes over to me by the fireplace, bringing the bottle of whiskey and

an arm

details, you know, and even though everyone's making a fuss out of me and Tony getting the most kills you crossed the largest amount of distance in the fastest time." "Yes," he says, fighting his proud smile

a gazelle," I

and I laugh when I look up, seeing him frown. "I'd rather be

the point. "But, I'm proud of you. I mean, yours actually took

do that,

planting a little kiss on the side of my head.. send a little anxious glance Jackson's way, knowing that we promised these displays of affection wouldn't

do you mean?" I ask, frowning up

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