Anslam found her and killed her, you mean.
The following evening at around midnight, Mary stood to the side and watched Bitty walk Ruhn through the vestibule and into the great, colorful foyer of the Black Dagger Brotherhood’s mansion.Bitty’s uncle had been interviewed by Wrath, and actually all the males of the household, the night before—and you want to talk about a grilling? The poor guy had been two feet shorter after the interrogations were through, and Mary and Bitty had practically had to pour him into one of the beds down below at Darius’s.
And then there had been the trip down South right after sunset, Ruhn, Rhage, and V heading back to where Ruhn stayed, and talking to his employer, who hadn’t required notice. There had been so little in terms of personal belongings that the three of them had been able to fill up some backpacks and duffels and dematerialize the stuff up here to Caldwell, traveling at jumps of fifty to a hundred miles.Isn’t it beautiful! Bitty exclaimed as she let go of the male’s hand and started to jump around. And don’t worry, you get used to it. I promise!Ruhn looked like his head was spinning as his eyes bounced around the gold leafing and the crystal and the columns. It’s … well, I’ve worked in a big mansion. But nothing like this.
Bitty grabbed his hand again and dragged him into the billiards room. Come meet the pool tables!As the pair of them went off, Rhage put his arm around Mary and whispered, His place was spotlessly clean, my Mary, but there was nothing in it. Just a bed and table with one chair. Breaks your fucking heart—he was prepared to make it work, though. His employer told me that Ruhn was going to take on more hours to put Bitty in school on the estate. He was ready to do his best.
At that moment, there was a chiming sound from the vestibule door and Mary glanced at the security screen. Oh, it’s Saxton.
She went over and let the King’s attorney in. Come to join the festivities?Was she happy—assuming she was alive? Hell … did she ever think of him? Wonder what had happened to the son she had left behind?
As Elise emerged out of the front door, he could tell by the skip in her step that all was well. Her father hadn’t caught on.Are you ready? she asked as she came up to him.
Always. Everything okay with your father?No problems—and I told him I was meeting Peyton out, with you as an accompaniment, and he was fine with that.