CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Stinger carefully watched his opponent, a young woman wearing a Moretta mask and a long, flowing white dress. She had not uttered a word since unexpectedly sneaking up on Stinger without him even hearing her; she had even managed to get a good hit on his head, but Stinger had reacted quickly enough to force her to retreat. Of course, because they were on the roof of the warehouse, there wasn’t much room for her to retreat to, nor did she have a lot of room in which to hide, which meant that she had to face Stinger like this.
Stinger recognized the woman as Moretta, even though he had never seen this particular Venetian before. He recognized her based on the description that Treehugger had given to him once. Plus, Stinger had taken it upon himself to do a little research
