Katie Hades... She really was inscrutable, and her emotional control seemed to have become a habit.
In front of Philip Yost, the joy she displayed was also somewhat restrained.
Clearly, her long career as an assassin had subtly made her incapable of showing her true self, and even her smiles were not heartfelt.
Thinking back to the trade with Master Liam in the hotel, the smile on Katie Hades' face was nothing more than a professional one.
Fierce Eagle really wanted to know what kind of woman she would be without her disguise! Was she the innocent Olivia Yost of before? Or was she still Katie Hades, forever unable to shed the assassin's mask?
Amily shrugged again, finished handling the matter at hand, and then walked toward the sofa, smiling at Fierce Eagle, "Mr. Owen, can we go now?"
Fierce Eagle raised an eyebrow; he didn't immediately look up, his gaze still on the weekly magazine. After a long moment, he closed the book and stood up.
