Ciara's POV
Present Day
I watched Monsieur Jean drink, the liquid going down his throat. Biding my time, I waited for the sleep medication to kick in, watching him while his eyes became dilated. He shook his head twice in a bid to clear the drug that was overcoming his will. By the time he managed to stand, he waved to me slowly, clearly not himself anymore.
I waited for him to leave the bar, following him closely. By the time he got to the door of the room where Tristian Ravenford was staying, he slumped, and I smiled.
It wasn't my plan to involve Monsieur Jean, but I knew I was going to do anything to get to Tristian Ravenford. I wanted him that much, and if it meant poisoning a guard to just have a few minutes with him, I was ready to do that and more.
I searched his be
