Everyone turned toward the sound and saw Faye walk in, poised and composed, leading a few people inside, a chill about him edged with a killing intent.
Faye was in the center. Today he wore a black shirt, with equally dark, textured dress pants, as if he had just returned from Hell, walking forward unhurriedly, one step at a time, like he'd come treading on the Soul Stealing Order.
Tessa Caldwell stared in shock, eyes suddenly wide.
She hadn't been able to reach Faye at all, had never imagined he would suddenly show up.
It must be because he saw her calls, realized something had happened at home, so he rushed back last minute.
But why didn't he let her know in advance, leaving her to worry for so long?
