Assassin--39-s Creed Rogue ✦ Fast & Tested

He stood on the frozen deck of the Morrigan , watching a blizzard erase the world. His new Templar companions, Gist and Monro, trusted him. But trust was a luxury Shay could no longer afford. He had once trusted Achilles Davenport, and that man’s arrogance had killed thousands.

And somewhere in the frozen North, the ice cracked a little wider, waiting for the next fool who believed that history belonged to the righteous. Assassin--39-s Creed Rogue

Hope’s lip trembled—not from cold, but from the crack in her conviction. “He said the ends justify the means.” He stood on the frozen deck of the

“Captain,” a crewman shouted over the wind. “We’ve spotted wreckage. A ship, flying the Assassin insignia.” He had once trusted Achilles Davenport, and that

She opened her eyes. Green, defiant, and full of a hatred he recognized—because he had once worn that same look.