“We shouldn’t be here.”
Donavan gave his brother a side glance as they explored the upper wing of the castle. “Don’t be such a sissy.”
“A sissy?” Jerome huffed. “You know as well as I do that Dorian has lost his damn mind.”
That might have been true, and Donavan wouldn’t argue with his brother for pointing out the obvious. However, even with that being said, there was no way Donavan was going to turn back now. The promise of gold and riches, a life of luxury where anything he wanted could be at his fingertips, had him ignoring the warning bells going off in his head and kept him moving forward through the darkness. In truth, the excitement of his day job had long ago worn off and he wanted more… needed more than just a desk job from nine to five. Granted, it was his own foolishness that
