"Robert Hart hired you?" I hissed. "What interest does he have in attacking Soren?"
Lyon placed a calming hand on my shoulder. "Think about it, Saph. Hart basically runs the entire Slums and the work Soren does there improves that side of the city. It's pretty bad for Hart's business if the people of the Slums become strong enough to fight back."
Soren groaned from the bed. "He wants me dead for doing a few good deeds? He's that threatened by me?"
I huffed and poked Malcolm in the chest. "Hart must be pretty vulnerable right now if he's worried about Soren."
Malcolm shrugged. "I didn't ask questions I just took the crowns and the job."
"Wait," Zierra spun the chair around to face her, "Robert Hart hardly ever comes out of hiding. What made you special enough to meet him in person."
