CHAPTER 8
Shaw listened to the most beautiful voice he had ever heard.It amazed him how mesmerizing Midnight’s voice was. It was as if each word and verse sung were meant for him and him alone.
Shaw could listen to Midnight sing for hours and never grow tired of it. The passion he put into that song, it was as if he was singing from his very soul. The pain he heard, the struggles he felt, and yet the strength he had to move forward.
When Midnight finished, Dante had completely calmed and had backed up enough for Law to
get control of the beast. Law looked as mesmerized as Shaw did.
"Damn, you have a beautiful voice, Midnight. My dingo is curled up and ready for a nap." Emry whispered.
Hardy nodded, "It's the first time I can remember since Mark’s death that I don't feel my Condor's c
