After Timothy left my place to catch his flight to the District, I dig out the note Emilian gave me from my backpack.
It was like I walked into her light and felt this immense harmony deep down. Everything was in balance.
With his usual murderous glare, Emilian watches me approach.
I scroll past her photo. I feel ashamed looking at it, like she knows I’m watching.
This is when men’s word spells work the fastest—when I’m melting.
That was her, I swear. I can feel it. Everything happened so fast.
Ooh, it’s on the tip of my tongue…
Lux considers a stranger’s unusual request.
Lux drives to Vegas, ready to have a little fun.
In the middle of the night, Lux makes a bold choice.
The blood payment shall consume you in a dark and tricky manner forever.
When the doorbell rang, tiny brown hairs on the back of Steve’s neck stood at full attention. He didn’t get up to answer.