Chapter Twenty-Two
Controlled anger might be the best term to use to describe Darque’s mood as he sat in his darkened office.
The unlit room, along with the closed door leading into it, were good reasons not to enter the enclosure without being asked … unless the intruder was Penny.
When she knocked and entered uninvited, she found Darque sitting behind his desk with his eyes closed and Bill’s head resting on his knee.
Darque knew it was Penny who had entered the room because of Bill’s reaction, and Penny knew Darque wasn’t sleeping, so the situation was a kind of stand-off.
“Do you want to talk about it?” she asked.
He didn’t immediately answer her question, but she knew he would when he was ready.
“I had the chance to take him out, and let him get away instead,” Darque said.
She
