The Man’s Decree – Chapter 6010

Deep night cloaks the West District as Lyza stepped from darkness to the wall of a tasteful compound. She manifested like the afterimage of a vanished candle, no crunch of gravel, only the hush of fabric.

Night-clothes absorbed stray moonlight, her aura sank to dust level as she scanned every branch, every tiled ridge.

Jared's coded glyphs said the reclusive scholar Mr. Moore slept inside these walls. Her task was to remove him without harm, the man bore no grudge, but he blocked Jared‘s path.

The night air laid unmoving around the Rain-Listening Pavilion perimeter. Lyza crouched atop the tiled roof of a side corridor and let her breath settle. She had no intention of barging in and setting off someone else's alarm.

She dropped to the shadow of a cypress and moved, silent as ink, around the low courtyard walls.