Book description
The perfect killer has no friends. Only targets. For Durzo Blint,
assassination is an art. And he is the city's most accomplished artist,
his talents required from alleyway to courtly boudoir. For Azoth,
survival is precarious. Something you never take for granted. As a guild
rat, he's grown up in the slums, and learned the hard way to judge
people quickly - and to take risks. Risks like apprenticing himself to
Durzo Blint. But to be accepted, Azoth must turn his back on his old
life and embrace a new identity and name. As Kylar Stern, he must learn
to navigate the assassins' world of dangerous politics and strange
magics - and cultivate a flair for death. Brent Weeks studied at
Hillsdale College, before brief stints walking the earth like Caine from
Kung-Fu, also tending bar, and corrupting the youth. (Not at the same
time.) He started writing on napkins and, eventually, someone paid him
for it. Brent doesn't own cats or wear a ponytail.
