ElevenThree figures stood at the foot of the sleeping woman's bed. Te looked at Kai. “Uriel told me, but I'd like to hear it from you. Why is this woman currently occupying one of my guest suites?”
Kai appeared uncomfortable but answered anyway. “Gregory's secretary. She walked in on his retrieval. Uriel enthralled her so she would give up the location of the wife.”
“Who is now dead,” Uriel interjected. Te didn't miss the frosty look that remark earned from Kai.
“The wife is unimportant,” he said, still looking at the woman in the bed. “Nice to have but not necessary.” He looked back over at Kai. “So collateral damage then. This is unlike you.”
Kai looked away, embarrassed.
Te looked at him closely. He had said that it had been two days since he'd last fed—two days since he'd last had
