“Forgive me.”
Those were Professor Arnaud’s final words before I sliced through his neck. His was the first head I took, but it wouldn’t be the last.
Severing my connections to l’Academie d’Invisible was harder, but eventually, I escaped and built a reputation of my own.
Infamy suits me, and the harsh lessons of my childhood have served me well. I’m untouchable, undetectable, and untraceable. My targets are dead from the moment my name is whispered.
I am the Guillotine, and I work alone.
That is, until five criminals from my past reappear like unwanted phantoms, and I'm forced to choose between my targets and my vengeance.
Either way, heads will roll.
