Things were going to escalate quickly, I felt, and I needed to find out more before I got myself killed.

I stared at myself in the mirror, wincing at the ever-darkening circles under my eyes. Ever since I heard about the Cult of Ares, my mind has been clouded. I played my cards right and didn’t appear suspicious to Misty, at least as far as I knew. We’d fucked a few times over the past few days, and she always treated me with respect. I couldn’t tell if it was all an ...