The door shut behind Anya, and the resounding

click

resonated in the suddenly-stuffy air of the Forger apartment.

No-one knew who should speak first.

Yor stared at the empty space where her daughter had been just a second ago, before she vanished, following Damian Desmond into the stairwell after their horrendous family explosion. Her assassin's instincts kicked into gear, and Yor took a quick glance around the remaining figures, assessing for immediate risk.

Luckily, Yuri had been dumbstruck since the moment his gun went off, as if he had just seen a ghost, while Adrian wrung his own hands behind Yuri 's back, uncomfortable and afraid, and clearly wondering the same thing as all of them.

What now?

'What the fuck just happened? ' Yuri gasped, and crumbled onto his hands and knees. 'Did we just get saved by a kid? '

'He 's legally an adult, ' Yor said stoically, 'but yes. We owe him a great debt right now. '