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    #17 Shades of Gray: Craft Of Revenge: Destroy Those They Love
    #17 Shades of Gray: Craft Of Revenge: Destroy Those They Love
    #17 Shades of Gray: Craft Of Revenge: Destroy Those They Love
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    #17 Shades of Gray: Craft Of Revenge: Destroy Those They Love

    By Kristie Lynn Higgins

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    The Shades Of Gray Series follows the adventures of Kat, a woman with no memory of her past who is called the Pandora Project by those who hunt her, and Kim, a woman leading the life of a legal assassin called a Life Closer. The world they live in is plagued by clouds that prevent the sun from shining down on the land called Dry Clouds, making all who live in Noir forced to live in endless night. Start this series by trying the first two books.

    Kat searches for clues to her past while androids called Un-Men and human bounty hunters try to kill her, and Kim searches for who murdered her mother. The two women's paths collide, and they form a shaky partnership to unravel the mysteries that haunt their lives and they try to protect one another from those who do not wish for them to discover the truth.

    Everyone's soul is marked by a color. Which shade of gray will they hold to?

    #17 Shades of Gray: Craft Of Revenge: Destroy Those They Love:

    Kim moves forward with her Craft of Revenge. Can Kat stop her or will she lose her friend forever?

    **Shades of Gray Series**

    (STARTING POINT QUADRILOGY)
    #1 Shades of Gray: Noir, City Shrouded By Darkness
    #2 Shades of Gray: From Moscow, With Love
    #3 Shades of Gray: Cerberus Versus Pandora
    #4 Shades of Gray: Sisters

    (ZOMBIE TWILIGHT QUADRILOGY)
    #5 Shades of Gray: Night Of The Twilight- The Chimera Strain
    #6 Shades of Gray: Dawn Of The Twilight- Outbreak
    #7 Shades of Gray: Day Of The Twilight- Patient Zero
    #8 Shades of Gray: Land Of The Twilight- Closing of Days

    (MYTHS AND DESPAIR QUADRILOGY)
    #9 Shades of Gray: Rise of the Gorgons
    #10 Shades of Gray: Woe To The Watcher
    #11 Shades of Gray: Woe To The One Who Has Held His Heart's Tongue
    #12 Shades of Gray: Woe To The One Who Thought They Could Only Hurt

    (ASSASSINS GUILD ORIGINS QUADRILOGY)
    #13 Shades of Gray: Creed of the Assassins Guild- Blade of the Dagger
    #14 Shades of Gray: Axiom of the Assassins Guild- Steel of the Dagger
    #15 Shades of Gray: Motto of the Assassins Guild- Hilt of the Dagger
    #16 Shades of Gray: Precept of the Assassins Guild- Edge of the Dagger

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    PublisherKristie Lynn Higgins
    Release dateJun 27, 2015
    ISBN9781310590641
    #17 Shades of Gray: Craft Of Revenge: Destroy Those They Love
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      #17 Shades of Gray - Kristie Lynn Higgins

      Chapter One

      Craft Of Revenge

      32 A.D.C...

      November 10...

      Wednesday...

      6:01 A.M...

      Haelan Hospital...

      A new day dawned with shadows and specters of the previous night lingering to inflict more sinister wounds on already festering injuries. The truth that had been revealed to the two friends shattered both of their worlds. One whole heartedly believed and sought her retribution while the other clung to her innocence and sought evidence to support her desperate claim that the video had been faked. Neither one of them slept as they traveled the Hellenistic Sector and planned out their day.

      Kim pulled some strings by using her father's name and was able to go see Brian before visiting hours. A big smile disguised her true feelings as she headed for his room, holding two cups of coffee from her favorite coffee shop SunDeer. Pastries from that same shop filled the paper bag hanging from her wrist, and her satchel was slung over her shoulder. Kim hummed the tune Slow Fade as she walked through the mostly deserted hallway, then she entered his room, and found him sleeping. She placed both coffees on the nightstand, walked over to his bed, leaned to him, and kissed him on the cheek. He opened his eyes, smiled back at her, and sat up.

      Kim, am I glad to see you, Brian started very groggy and then he rattled on still somewhat asleep, You wouldn't believe how worried I've been. Regina told me about Stephanie. He knew what he wanted to tell her; he had gone over it hundreds of times through his mind. The organization and thoughtfulness he had carefully outlined was lost to his half functioning mind. He was supposed to pause... He was supposed to listen after each question and give her time to answer, but all he could remember to do was state all the questions at once. Brian spoke, I'm truly sorry about your sister. You must have went through Tartarus. Is there anything I can do for you? I also know what the Wolf and Raven did and how you were dragged into the Dragon's Teeth. Did you somehow escape? Did they hurt you? I wanted to come find you, but Regina said it would be better if you came to me. I knew Kat was with you, so at least you wouldn't be alone.

      Here, Kim said as she reached over, grabbed his coffee, handed it to him, and then she told him, Drink this. I don't think you're awake yet. You're talking like Kath... Kim caught herself as she remembered how her friend had been after she ate a whole bunch of candy. Kim pushed that happy and yet depressing memory to the back of her mind as she restated, You're talking like some chipmunk I've seen on Planet's Past History Channel.

      Brian laughed and then he said, I guess I was blabbering on. He took the coffee and then told her, Thank you. He gladly took a sip and immediately perked up, and then he said, You remembered how I like it. He held the cup and inhaled the robust aroma, then he thought of something, glanced behind her, and then out into the hallway. He seemed a little puzzled as he asked, Where is Kat?

      She didn't answer him, not sure how to approach the painful situation.

      He took another sip and didn't notice the gloom that vanquished her phony tranquility, and then he repeated his question, Where is Kat?

      I don't know, Kim replied with a sweetness to her voice as her counterfeit smile returned. I was hoping she would be here. I'm somewhat disappointed that she isn't.

      Brian questioned her, Did you two get separated? I heard the two of you left the Dragon's Teeth together.

      We did get separated in a way, Kim replied as she grabbed a chair and set it beside his bed, and then Kim informed him, She fled from me.

      He enjoyed a little more of his coffee and then he inquired, Fled? He chuckled before he added, You make it sound like she was running away from you.

      Kim told him, She was. She is.

      I don't understand, he stated.

      The truth was revealed to me, she explained to him. I know who murdered my mom.

      He waited for her to tell him who did the ghastly deed, but as she remained quiet and the strange smirk on her face became increasingly eerie, he uttered, Are you saying it was Kat? Are you kidding me? Why would you say such a thing? Just tell me... Where's Kat?

      I told you I don't know where she is. Are you sure you haven't seen her? Kim asked and then she kept pressing, Maybe she was here and Kath... Pandora told you not to tell me. She put a hand to his forearm as she stated, It's okay... You can tell me... I won't be upset.

      Brian became apprehensive when she avoided his question, and he cautiously answered her, I haven't seen her. He grew angry, thinking that maybe she was joking with him about her friend, and he questioned her, What's this about you knowing who murdered your mother? You can't mean that your friend is the one who..? he started, then Brian got out of bed, went and gently grabbed her arms, and continued, You can't be serious. Kat would never...

      Without changing her sweet voice, Kim interrupted, She did. The one who I thought would always be there for me... she... Pandora did it. There's a video... Her sweet voice melted away like chocolate as she got choked up, reliving the night before, and she tried to continue, I watched her... I watched her...

      He stared into her cold eyes that were an icy blue-green, and he saw a rage within them, snapping at the bars of self-control that wanted to devour everything around it. Brian also saw under the snow drift of denial a hurt so submerged it threatened to shatter her sanity and pain so buried, he feared it would take root and never release her from its agony. If everything she had told him was true, Brian knew Kim was deeply wounded and he said, I need to know what happened. You said that Kat was the one who murdered your mom. I can't fathom that. She would never do something like that, not to you.

      Kim stared at him and didn't reply, but he could tell that she was serious. It wasn't some sick joke she was playing on him.

      You said there was a video, Brian started and then he questioned, Are you sure Kat was the one who..?

      Kim couldn't hold back her words any longer and interrupted him, There's no doubt in my mind that she did. What I heard and saw on the video has convinced me that it's all true. She did it.

      Brian considered the time frame in which it was all supposed to have taken place, and he stated, It happened so long ago. Kat was only a kid at the time. She couldn't have...

      Pandora could have, Kim interrupted him again. She had to make him understand, so she added, Pandora wasn't a child. She was a monster.

      He noticed that the coldness that was about Kim became even more frigid.

      Kim added, She is a monster who destroyed my life. Tears watered her eyes as she said, All this time... Pandora pretended to be my friend, but she was actually mocking me with a fabricated friendship. She paused and thought of something that hadn't come to mind before, and Kim said, Oh my gods! What if she pretended to be unconscious when I was holding her and my sister up while the ground around us crumbled? What if Pandora was really awake when she dangled above the large pit the Polycon Building imploded into? What if she made me choose between the two of them? If she did, Pandora is so cruel... so very cruel...

      Brian stated, I don't understand. The Sanctum imploded? When did that..? Never mind that point. You said you had to choose between Kat and Stephanie?

      I did, Kim replied and then she added, I agonized over it. I couldn't hold both of them up. Kim started crying as she remembered the terrible event, but she still managed to continue her account of woe, I had to decide who to drop. I had to decide who was going to die. The memory tormented her as she said, I had to pick who... who was going to live.

      You decided on Kat? he questioned and then he stated, I don't think I could have decided. It must have been horrible to have to choose one.

      It was and no, she replied, remembering the sacrifice Stephanie made. I decided to let go of Katharine. I decided I wanted my sister more, but... she... Stephanie let go of my hand before I let go of Katharine. Stephanie decided I would be better off with Katharine. If only she knew... if only she knew Pandora murdered her mom.

      Kim broke down and cried in his arms. He held her tightly as he realized the bitterness the sting of betrayal must be. He still couldn't believe that Kat murdered her mother, but Kim was so sure. He had to believe her and for her sake, he did.

      Kim... Kimberly... Brian whispered in her ear. I don't know what to say. I've never had a friend that I've been so close to. I do want you to know that I'm here for you and that you can rely on me. He held her for a few moments more, then he pulled back from her, and he questioned her, Have you contacted the N.C.P.F. or your father? We need to get them on this. You shouldn't be the one to go after her. You need to...

      Kim realized that she had betrayed her craft. Kim realized she had betrayed everything that she was going to wreak upon Pandora in the few moments she let Brian hold her. She couldn't let sentiment or any other emotion other than hatred get in her way. If she did, Brian would convince her to allow others to capture Pandora and then others would dish out their kind of justice on her. Kim had to be the one to bring Pandora down. She had to be the one to kill her best friend.

      Kim interrupted him for a third time as the warmth his body and love had given her turned cold, You need to mind your own business. Pandora is mine to capture and kill. Pandora is mine to make suffer and have her beg for death. If you haven't seen her, you are no use to me.

      She pulled away from him, and she headed for the door. Kim was determined to find her friend and make her pay. Nothing else mattered to her. No one else mattered to her.

      * * *

      Earlier that day...

      2:57 A.M...

      The Labyrinth...

      R.G.'s view...

      I walk into my office and find that Cathy Mary's standing there and she looks in deep thought. I walk around her and go sit in my chair at the desk. I'm tired... I've been up all night, and all I want to do is lay my head on the desk and catch a couple of minutes of sleep, but rest isn't on my agenda today. Rest is never on my agenda.

      I look to her again and notice that the expression on her face I thought had been her deep in thought is actually a distraught front. I could wonder what could be bothering her, but I know all the things that must be plaguing her mind, so my question should be which thing is bothering her. I start to question her about it, but she begins her report before I have a chance.

      Kimberly and Katharine have left Esattezza Plant and Warehouse, and I had the Delivery Siblings split up. Zax is following Katharine, and Zeba is following Kimberly. The Delivery Siblings requested a sweeper team to be sent into Esattezza, Cathy Mary pauses to catch her breath, and then she continues, I sent one in, and the sweeper team discovered very little on the premises. The Shufti-flies have more intel from when they followed Kimberly and Katharine through the plant and warehouse.

      Have you reviewed the footage from the Shufti-flies? I inquire of her as I spread my hands across the desk, moving things here and there as if making a spot for my head. It's only wishful thinking that I might actually find a few minutes to sleep.

      I have, Cathy Mary replies with even more torment in her mannerisms and then she reports, One of the rooms the two of them entered was a mockup of Rairakku Estate.

      Rairakku Estate... Of all the places in the world, why did Vincent Horus create a mockup of it? The Vice President has been a little nosy lately, but does he know anything or is he only making good guesses? It's so hard to tell with him; I could never figure out what he was thinking. Could he be close to discovering my secret? Even if he is, I only have to delay him a little longer. Once the final plan is set into motion, discovery of what I have done won't matter anymore. I glance at my desk. Maybe then I can actually get some rest.

      That is interesting, I tell her and then I wonder what's causing her glum demeanor. She says nothing to my comment and that makes me even more uneasy. We have known each other for such a long time, I can nearly read her mind. She continues to stand there in silence that makes me nervous, so I ask her, Was there anything else?

      Cathy Mary doesn't answer me as she turns away as if ashamed. These last few weeks have been hard on her, especially the time she spent in the Dragon's Teeth. Sometimes I do ask too much of her.

      I inquire of her, What is it?

      She turns back around and stares right at me. Her face is full of a blameworthy mentality that makes my soul ache, knowing I'm to blame somehow. Cathy Mary seems to have to pull together her courage before she's able to answer me with an emotion-filled voice, There was a video of Theresa's murder.

      She turns away from me again after the disclosure of her heart's pang. I now know the object of her soul-affliction, and now I understand the depth of her grief and sorrow. I'm also shocked to hear that the two we have put our hope upon have seen the video. It's too soon... It's much too soon. I don't think they're ready, but it can't be undone. I don't have a time machine. That particular project failed...

      I know the guilt Cathy Mary is going through; I share that guilt, and I share the blame, but I can't let us focus on it. We have to move forward for the sake of our cause. Even if Kimberly and Katharine have seen what happened that tragic day, we have to move forward.

      Do we know how Vincent got his grimy hands on the video? I question her.

      Cathy Mary still has her back to me; it's as if she doesn't want to look me in the eye. Is she that ashamed of what we did that she can't look me in the eye?

      We don't know, she finally answers me and then she speaks to me accusingly, I thought you destroyed the video long ago. I thought you got rid of all evidence of that day. I thought no one would discover what we did.

      I had the same belief. I thought I had taken every precaution, but somehow Vincent has the video. I don't want Cathy Mary to know how panicked I am. I don't want her to know that I'm afraid of what this will mean for our plans, so I act like this isn't bothering me.

      It would seem that I wasn't as thorough as I thought, I reply without a hint of worry and then I question her, I assume both Kimberly and Katharine have viewed the video and know what is on it?

      Cathy Mary answers me, They have, though Katharine hasn't heard what is on the video. Vincent decided to let her view it without audio.

      I clinch my fist under the desk and out of view of her sight even though she still has her back to me. Vincent was always a very peculiar man, but I never took him to be cruel. He could be unrelenting in his pursuit of his goal but never callous about it, so why would he be so concerning Katharine and the video?

      What is he up to? I question aloud, so that silence doesn't fill my office for too long, and then I change the subject by asking, How have they reacted to the knowledge that was revealed to them on the video?

      How have they reacted? I know the answer to that, but I guess I can be a little callous at times too. I could go view the footage of Kimberly and Katharine as they watched the video and spare Cathy Mary from having to rehash it, but I don't have time. I guess I can be a little cruel too.

      She answers me still unable to look at me, Katharine believes it's a fake. She believes it was fabricated somehow, and she's looking for evidence to clear her name.

      She would believe in her innocence when no one else does. Her thinking is still so childlike along with her faith, I state, pause, and then I say, Katharine also didn't hear the video, so it's impact wasn't as harsh. I wish Cathy Mary would look at me even if she's glaring. I don't like it when she shuns me intentionally or unintentionally. I ask her, What about Kimberly?

      Her reaction was unexpected, Cathy Mary replies and then she says, Kimberly believes without a doubt what the video betrays.

      That would imply the bond between the two isn't as strong as I thought. The work that we've done all of these years might have been wasted, I exclaim and then I question her, Are you sure?

      I can only go by what the Shufti-flies filmed of her reaction and what she said after viewing the video, and by that, I believe Kimberly completely accepts Katharine's guilt.

      That is a shame, I state and then I speak, This will put a large rift in their relationship. What will this mean for those who share the Star Cipher?

      Cathy Mary goes unusually quiet as if she has even stopped breathing. The air fills with a mixture of revulsion and shock, then Cathy Mary turns to me, and she glares at me. I was wrong before. I believe I do prefer her back instead of her glare.

      I can't believe you, she utters and then Cathy Mary asks me, Is that all you have to say? Kimberly's going to kill Katharine if she captures her or lures her into a trap.

      I have done it again. I've pushed the boundaries of our own bond, and I might have broken it. In the time since I founded the Labyrinth and moved forward with my plans, I feel as though I lose something with each step. It could be my humanity.

      What do you want me to say? I inquire of her.

      I don't know, Cathy Mary replies and then she suggests, How about we intervene? All of this is our fault. We can't let Kimberly...

      I might plunge further into darkness to attain the light, but she... Cathy Mary clings to the light and refuses to take one step into the darkness. It is too bad I had to drag her in...

      We won't interfere just yet, I interrupt her.

      Why not? Cathy Mary questions me, You have done nothing but interfere in their lives. Why hold back now?

      Our plan began on October 12, 13 A.D.C. and everything we did after that day until now has been for the good of this planet, I tell her as if I have to explain to her what she already knows, and then I state, I interfere only once I deem it necessary, but the path they have to take is still theirs. I'm confident everything will turn out.

      She gives me a look that she's been giving me more often; it's a look of disappointment, but it's also a look of... How do I put it? It's like she doesn't recognize me. If I look into the mirror today, would I recognize myself?

      Cathy Mary points a finger at me and then she accuses, You mean like it turned out on October 12?

      I don't respond. What can I say? That day went terribly wrong... We're lucky we weren't caught.

      Why are you silent now? Cathy Mary questions me with hostility in her voice. If you're so sure, why don't you go out there and see what this is actually doing to them? They have gone through so much, but they always had each other. You've taken that away from them! You've taken away what makes them strong.

      Actually Vincent took that away from them, I speak defensively and then I say, But maybe whatever his plan is has some merit. They didn't always have each other and that might be the problem. They began to rely on each other too much. They need to relearn what it means to rely on themselves again.

      I lie right to her face. Of course the two of them need each other, but what can I say?

      Cathy Mary yells, And you're going to do that by making them forsake the other? This can't be the way. You're destroying them, not making them stronger!

      What do you mean? I inquire as I wonder if she sees something that I didn't in the scheme of my plan.

      They might not seem like it to you, but they're both very fragile, she starts and then Cathy Mary states, You're destroying their foundation when you should be strengthening it. They were both so guarded of their hearts and look at them before they went to Esattezza Plant and Warehouse... They relied on each other... They consoled each other... They were there for each other, but now... now Kimberly's trying to kill Katharine. What sort of Rushlight are you trying to bring about?

      Is she right about what she's saying? What kind of Rushlight am I trying to bring about? I still want a Twilight that ushers in a new day. I don't want the Twilight that brings in the night.

      I can't admit this to her. I have to remain strong. Even if everything is falling down around us, I have to remain strong, and yet I rely on Cathy Mary for so much. What would I do if she ever abandoned me as the video caused Kimberly to abandon Katharine?

      I want to create a Rushlight that can survive the approaching darkness, I finally reply. One who can...

      I'm afraid, Cathy Mary interrupts me. I'm afraid this is going to destroy the two of them.

      I callously speak, At the most, this will only destroy one of them.

      Cathy Mary exclaims, I can't believe you said that. How can you be so cold and detached from them?

      Have I become cold? I question and then I state as if the knowledge has always been apparent, I guess I have. I guess after all these years and after I've sacrificed so many people, I have become cold.

      She turns away from me, but I believe Cathy Mary is more ashamed of her part in the whole thing than my part. I should have never involved her in this, but I needed her.

      Cathy Mary tells me, I should have never let you kill Theresa. I knew it was a bad idea from the start and now look at the mess we're in. I should have stopped you. I should have stood up to you, but you bullied your will upon me and now look at us. You no longer have a soul, and I...

      What about you? I ask as the coldness I believe is permanently on my heart melts away, and I move to her, concerned over her current state of mind. All the blame lies with me, I tell her as I take her hand, so Cathy Mary will turn and look at me. I repeat, All the blame lies with me.

      But that isn't true, is it? Cathy Mary argues with me as she faces me distraught over everything. My hand was in it. I bloodied my hand because of you.

      I release her, knowing she won't be consoled, not this time. I return to the desk and then I admit, At the time, I didn't think you would've been able to do your part, but it had to be done. It had to be done or all would have been lost.

      I don't think you had to do it the way we did, she yells at me and then Cathy Mary asks me, What good came from murdering Theresa? Kimberly lost a mother, Bob lost a wife, Katharine lost an advocate, and you... You lost...

      I know all of that, I snap, knowing full well everything that I lost and then I say, I saw no other way to do what needed to be done and neither did you at the time. I sit at the desk and pretend to go to work as I speak, Let us not focus on the past anymore. We can't do anything about it. We need to focus on the future. I believe a crucial time is coming for the two with the Star Cipher.

      Cathy Mary mutters, Easier not to face this, huh? She starts to head for the door to leave, but then she decides to stay and says to me, Besides Katharine and Kimberly, there are other things and people we need to consider.

      I think about what she accused me of. I think about how

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