Chapter 18
The Missing Piece Giselle drummed her fingers rapidly against the arm of her chair by the fireplace in the study as she waited for Auguste and Klen to return from town. Jean sat beside her, staring off absently out the window. A few silent tears were streaming down the side of his face as he anxiously bounced his leg up and down. He'd officially bore witness to the brutality the cult was capable of. Despite her urging that he get some rest, he'd insisted on staying up with her.
"Why would that vampire call Val...
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