CORVIN
Victor Hale is alive and moving and I should be thinking about that. I knew how dangerous he was.
I made him that dangerous. I wanted him to be a weapon I could use. Now he would be the death of us all.
My border patrol confirmed it last night. A vehicle matching his description at Stormshadow territory at sunset in the evening. What he said to Darius I did not yet know, what he wanted I could guess, and the fact that he had chosen to go there. To make that particular move was not a coincidence because nothing Victor did was ever a coincidence.
Instead of thinking about that I was standing at my window thinking about a girl in a dress.
I turned away from the window and sat at my desk and opened Marco's security report and stared at it without reading a single word. I picked up my pen and set it down. Picked it up again.
I was getting mated for the second time in my life. Tonight.
