Brandon POV
I made it to my office just as Victoria's howl echoed through the house. Chills ran up my spine as I thought of her plunging into battle alone. I could only hope that whatever Desmonte had hidden would allow us to go back into battle. I still was unsure of who's blood I was smelling and where Michael ran off to. I felt disconcerted about the whole thing. They had obviously waited for sunrise to attack.
Desmonte took us right to one of the antiques I had brought to the United States from my parent's house after my last visit. My hands skillfully pulled open the secretary desk and opened a drawer. Then I hooked my finger into an unnoticeable hole and pulled up the bottom of the small drawer. Laying within was a rock of some sort. I picked it up and looked at it in confusion.
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