Ruin (Rhodes #1) by Rina Kent

                             Perhaps I won’t make him fall so hard after all.

                             “Who?” I ask.

                             “Celeste.”

                             Memories from our time together rush back. She is a female replica of me. I taught her how to kill and, in return, she demonstrated some forgotten torture methods. I only had one partner in my assassin career, and it was her.

                             “You’re not apprehensive about killing her, are you?” Tristan asks.

                             I smirk. “Of course not.”

                             Now she’s another target. A thrilling one. The hunt is already calling to me, and she better not disappoint my expectations.

                             “Good.” Tristan takes another sip of his drink.

                             Strange. He never mentioned her before.

                             “Why do you want her dead?” I ask.

                             “My sources informed me that she got a contract on your head.”

                             “Was it—”

                             “The Pit.” He slams his glass on the table before him, and droplets splash out. “They even dispatched Team Zero after us. Hades is growing restless to wipe the three of us.”

                             Which means he’ll only make mistakes. Many assassins have defected after mine, Tristan, and Dylan’s legendary escape. They’re losing trust in The Pit.

                             Only a few assassins remained beside Team Zero who are controlled through drugs.

                             Let those emotionless druggies come. I’ll erase every last bastard from the face of the earth. At least they’re worthy opponents compared to the new, unexperienced recruits.

                             If they’re after me... “I assume there’s a contract on your head, too?”

                             “I think either Crow or Ghost is assigned to me. I’m still trying to pinpoint the style.”

                             Lucky bastard. Why can’t Crow and Ghost, our bloody trainers and two of the strongest The Pit’s assassins alive, come after me instead of Tristan?

                             I’m a lot more fun.

                             “Just be careful,” Tristan continues. “If Celeste could betray Dylan, then she can betray you. She might never took the drugs, but her emotional level is no different than Team Zero’s.”

                             She just lashes on weaknesses. Unlucky for her, I have very little susceptible to cripple me.

                             Except for the asylum. And only Tristan owns that option.

                             Unless...Blue Eyes.

                             A foreign flip invades my insides, perturbing a part of me that should have been sleeping.

                             Dammit.