Book description
Some fantasy novels are gritty and dark, and some are absolute murder .
. .Treachery and corruption lurk at the end of every street, in the holy
city of Othir. It's the perfect place for a freelance assassin with no
loyalties and even fewer scruples. Caim makes - or perhaps more
accurately, takes - his living on the edge of a blade. Murder is a risky
business, but so far he reckons he's on the right side of it. Or he was
. . . because when a short-notice contract job goes south, Caim finds
himself thrust into the middle of a sinister plot in which he seems to
be one of the primary marks. Pitted against crooked lawmen, rival
killers and the darkest kinds of sorcery, it's going to take more than
luck if he's to get through this alive. He may lack scruples, but he's
still got his knives, and his instincts, to rely on - and a developed
sense of revenge, or should that be justice? - to fall back on. But when
his path leads him from the hazardous back streets of Othir and into the
highest halls of power, will instincts and weapons alone really be
enough? If Caim is really going to unravel the plot which has snared
him, to unmask a conspiracy at the heart of the empire, he will have to
finally claim his birthright as the Shadow's Son . . .
