Another Easy Task

DRAKE

I was pacing, my hand running through my hair again and again as I waited for him. The stupid rogue, I had heard what he had done and it left me wondering if I'm cursed or something because why do I have to get the strongest people to do my dirty work for me. I never expected this from him.

The rogue entered as if he were the owner of the place. Boots covered in dirt, a torn shirt blood still dripping from his hands and that expression in his eyes. Wild and looking ...