Thirteen's POV
I walk out of the living room, closing the wide double doors leading into it behind me. Henri's waiting for me right outside. He takes a key and locks the door before holding his hands out to me.
"Give me anything you need cleaned." He orders.
I pull several of my knives out from my pockets and hand them to him carefully. Those will probably be the easiest to clean since most of the blood that was on them is now all over my pants and shirt instead. Thank goodness for black clothing,
I turn to walk off but Henri stops me by stepping in my path. He continues holding out his hands. "Clothing too Miss Kingston."
I give him a blank look before pulling off my tank top and pants, leaving me in my sports bra and slider shorts. I don't care, Henri's seen me like this before, and
