lin

back into their crypts. I looked up at the man who

swallowed the coppery taste of blood in my mo

ve been carved from stone, his expression entirely unreadable. Sever

tment for another second. I turned my back on

e closet and started furious

oward the grand foyer, the wheels producing a series of

te's reaction. He strode past me, his tattooed arm barring my pat

l name. "Are you really tearing our

ing breath and met hi

answere

ell into thought, his jaw clenching rhyth

situation with the

ng him, but I stood my ground

ce as detached as if he were discussing a routine business transaction. "Instead

hing off the violation

een changed back," he assur

elt entire

blivious to the chasm opening within me. "She realizes her mist

h my arm, but I immediately st

things difficult for a young associate. I promise to li

ical blow. He was framing me

her now?" I demanded, my vo

e denied quickly, a flicker of f

cocheting off the high ceilings of the foyer. In that

," I stated coldly, letting the words fall

visceral alarm, all his previous comp

ed, my tone devoid of any warmth, "I w

e was too stunned by my revelation to re

rs of the estate, welcoming the biti

down the stone steps,