Shaira felt her heart slow down at her uncle’s words, he couldn’t possibly mean what he just said.
She slowly turned around to look at him, just a step away from returning back into the ballroom.
She couldn’t help but feel like she would regret this but her curiosity overshadowed that, there was no way she would pass up on a chance to get some information about her father’s killer.
“I thought as much.” Malcolm said smugly when she stopped trying to leave. “Now walk with me, I have a very important piece of information for you.”
Shaira made no motion to follow him, it would be suicide to give him that much of an advantage over her.
“I have no reason to listen to you or even trust you, so you can say whatever you have to say right here or forget about it.” She said in a hard voice.
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