Chapter 40
Ciaran clung to the steering wheel and focused on the dark road ahead. He could drive this road with his eyes closed, but at the moment, the more Stefan thought he was struggling, the better it was for him. Stefan didn’t notice he had flicked on the protective shield to put Mon Ciel on lockdown. Those he loved would be safe inside the shield. Stefan wouldn’t be working alone, and Ciaran wasn’t sure how many he had left behind to attack Mon Ciel.
They were approaching the bridge over the creek where he had picked Madeline up this morning. He knew this creek well. Fast running water hit the rocks and created strange sounds that could sometimes be calming and therapeutic. But not now. Going down there with a bleeding wound on his shoulder was probably a dumb move, but it might be
