With the phone still close to his ear, Jace stood in the foyer. His thoughts were racing with ideas. How about Damien Coates? He heard a faint ringing of a bell, but he couldn't place it.
His eyes swung to the stairs, where Avalynn's room was, but Elena's urgent tone caused him to shift his attention to the front door.
He headed to his office, where Elena had sent Coates, and the big hall was unnaturally silent.
A small amount of light was seeping into the murky passage through the ajar hefty oak door. Pushing it open, he braced himself for whatever lay beyond.
Inside, at the window stood a tall man with a clean-cut jawline and an immaculately fitted suit. At Jace's entry, he turned, his blue eyes seeming to take in everything at once.
With a wave, Damien Coates replied, "Mr. Malvis
