Sean and I headed to Victor’s office. I was eager to talk to him about what happened at lunch. The lead with Sean’s great-uncle hadn’t been the best, but we’d gotten a little bit more. It was something.
I opened the door to Victor’s office and smiled at him. Victor got up from his chair and pulled me into his arms. He sniffed and held me away from him.
“You smell like another man.” Victor growled.
“I had to hold on to Sean, because the elevator scared me, Victor.” I answered softly.
He held me to him tightly. “I’m sorry, princess. Are you alright?”
“Yes. It was shaky at the top and I got scared. I wouldn’t have touched Sean like that without a reason. I don’t like when you’re mad at me, Victor.” I whispered.
“It was the curse. I trust you. I can smell Sean and a relative of his
