Chapter Eighteen
Relieved she’d at least get a good look at the victims, Sam relaxed slightly. She would never admit it to Lilith but she’d half-expected to get a random message from her to say the bodies were already burned. Dealing with the beautiful woman could be lovely, but it was certainly a chore. From all the difficulties she had as a Warden, she hadn’t expected Lilith to be one of them.
She shot a look at the woman next to her and grinned. Oh, who was she kidding? Lilith was the biggest difficulty of them all and Sam welcomed it.
“What are you smiling about?” the other woman asked.
“Nothing.” Samantha averted her gaze as she snapped on a set of blue gloves. The sour smell of death wafted up from the corpses, making her eyes water. And here she thought she was used to that sten
