He gazed up at Nicole Cameron’s window and a smile spread on his face. These long years of waiting would finally be over.
He took a folder from his robe and looked at the single file he’d withheld from Artemis, absentmindedly pushing away another mind probe, in the manner one would swat at an insect. He opened the file and studied the picture. Meghan Freeman didn’t look a thing like her father, which was fortunate for her. It had been quite the stroke of luck, finding that information regarding Nicole’s one good friend. It was certainly interesting how things had a way of turning out. He didn’t know exactly how he’d present this information, and he didn’t really think it would assist with his plans, but he could still have some fun with it. He chuckled softly. It was so much fun manipulat
