Prologue
Son of a bitch. That's all I heard as another storm hit, the rain and hail pelting the window as I glared at my reflection. A jagged scar laughed at me, the line starting at the tip of my right eyebrow, crossing over my nose and ending just above my left nostril.
My greasy red hair hung in dull curls, my blue eyes glaring back at me. I sneered and my reflection followed. The once beautiful day was now ruined as the cries of stray animals reached a horrifying crescendo.
"Amalia!" A harsh voice woke me from my musings. I turned, my leathers creaking as I moved. The woman before me was nearly my twin, her chestnut hair and green eyes the only difference. The lack of a scar also helped distinguish us more.
"What are you doing?"
"Watching the rain, commander." This woman, who I once called 'mommy' stared at me with disgust.
"The Ferryman has returned." Commander Grey sneered as she turned away from me. I froze, the scar on my face throbbing at the sound of the name. The Ferryman. Myth, legend...
Killer.
"When? I demanded. My mother halted, her face hidden behind the mess of her hair. "That's not the question you should be asking, Amalia." I swallowed, my heart hammering in my chest.
"Who?" I demanded, stepping closer, fists curled at my side trying to hide the trembling in my limbs.
"Connor." Was all she said as she slammed my door shut. My eyes filled with tears as her footsteps receded down the hall.
The Ferryman will pay.