Speed 4

Afterward, Jace was never sure if he’d sensed a flash of the decoy’s intentions through some lingering strand of his telepathic link, or if he’d just seen movement from the corner of his eye. In either case, he yanked Kallist aside with both hands as a crossbow twanged from within the room. The bolt flashed through the tiny crack of the open door, punching with alarming accuracy through the spot formerly occupied by Kallist’s skull.

“Kind of you,” Kallist offered, reaching out with a foot to hook the door and draw it near enough to slam shut.

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Agents of Artifice, Chapter 11