Chapter 155: Old Friends

How could Damon not recognize the name? Even now, he carried a dagger that marked his membership in the organization, a silent testament to his past.

His history with Quick Hand began long before he ever set foot in the academy.

After arriving in the capital, he'd been forced to sell his father's house to a noble. With no other options, he had taken what little money he had and bought a rundown home through the war banks - a decrepit place barely standing, nestled within a slum controlled by gangs and corrupt law enforcement.