VESPER GREY LYSAN POV

I stuffed my bag into the trunk of my car, then glanced back at the house. Cyran stood in front of the door watching me, the look on his face unreadable.

Was I making a mistake? Getting revenge on Zevran all on my own would be hard wouldn't it? Especially now that I had nothing.

No, Cyran already agreed to let me go. Going back now would just confuse him further. And I've already done that to him a lot of times.

I blew out a breath, yanked open the door, and made to ...