Chapter 29
SERAFINA
"Angela!" I called out as I stepped into the grand, overly polished foyer of Elder Harrington's mansion.
The faint scent of polished wood and lavender drifted through the air, it was mesmerizing, but it wasn't much of a stress reliever.
I was tired, no doubt, having been disappointed when I arrived at Angela's home.
Beverly stood a few steps behind me, her presence grounding but not comforting enough. We had searched the modest house she shared with Fredrick-but it had been empty. Instead, we found her here, in the domain of her father.
She appeared at the top of the staircase, dressed in a simple but elegant sweater and jeans that somehow still carried an air of authority. Her expression tightened as her gaze landed on me, then shifted briefly to Beverly.
"Wh
