AZRAEL'S POV NOW

Suleiman is in surgery when I arrive at London.

He'd had enough foresight to make my transition smooth before he was shot, though, and the fact that I'm near unrecognizable through my beards made it better. I hadn't expected to hear that he'd been shot on his way to a meeting yesterday, which means I came in just at the right moment. I've let everything go to rot for long enough.

Ignoring Suleiman's safety is the most careless thing I've ever done. He ...