Mara gave up trying to locate him and took a seat, legs crossed, and arms held up to the night sky. Bathed in the light of the full moon, she started to chant, calling out to her precious goddess. Durante shook his head. How she could believe in any kind of god still, was beyond him. Durante found himself wondering, not for the first time, what was going through her mind. As close they’d once been, she remained a complete mystery to him.
Durante turned away, leaving her to her meditations, or her prayers, or whatever they were. Turning the book over in his hands, he contemplated his next move. Maybe it was time for a little vacation, a change of pace. His lips turned up in a dark grin. It would give him a chance to catch up on his reading. Tucking the book away, he considered the wonderfu
