Chapter 16
Two towers of light from inside Mon Ciel's fence beamed out a fifty-foot cone of simulated sunlight. It was the equivalent of two thousand single beams of sunlight.
It was too fast. It was too strong.
Juliette screamed a blood-curdling scream and exploded into nothingness.
Ciaran sat on his heels, staring at the space where Juliette had disintegrated. He wasn’t sure what he felt. He was probably too numb to feel anything.
Ciaran staggered up. Madeline approached. She squeezed his arms. "Let’s go inside."
Ciaran nodded. He rubbed his thumb along the dimple on her left cheek and kissed her before they headed back toward the house.
In the Great Reception room, Ciaran settled in a chair next to Madeline. The painkillers had taken effect. His bodily pain was lost in a fog now.
