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I strode forward, grabbed a piece of paper and a pen, and scribbled the words The Order. But I stopped as I finished the r. It wasn’t quite right. I reached up, grabbed another piece of paper and wrote the real monster behind this. Haelstrom Hale.
Whichever way you looked at this, it all came down to one person. The single driving force of one man. I placed the note in the middle, then moved to the board, pulled the image of my father from the wall, and placed it alongside Hale’s.
The three of us surrounded my father. There was still a connection between them, one I couldn’t quite work out. Glioblastoma Multiforme is a fast growing and aggressive brain tumor. The diagnosis said six months and that was six months ago.
The urgency to crack this was overwhelming, making my head throb at the base of my neck. I rubbed the tight muscle, until strong hands replaced mine.
“Talk to me.” Riven’s thumbs pushed into the points at the base of my skull, making me close my eyes with relief
“I don’t understand the connection between my dad and Hale. I know about the fact that Hale was searching for our DNA and my father kept it safe…he kept us safe, but there has to be more to them. There has to be a darker connection.”
“Then leave it. Move on to what we do know.”
I opened my eyes and shifted my gaze to the name scribbled in black pen. Hale. “We know he was engaged to Kat.”
“And?”
I moved away, leaving his magical fingers behind. “We know she kept it a secret and so did Hale.” I picked up the pen and wrote Kat engaged?
“Keep going.”
“And now she’s having to hide.” My pulse was thrumming, triggering that constant drilling in my head. I had to keep going. I was so close. So goddamn close. In my head, all I could see was her standing outside the door to Ryth’s room, clutching her daughter tight against her chest.
The child was so beautiful, dressed in lilac that looked stunning against her jet-black hair and dark eyes.
Black hair.
Dark eyes.
Not like her mother’s…because Kat was a redhead.
Not like Laz’s either, come to think of it.
“What color eyes does Lazarus have?”
“Not really sure, never really stared longingly into them. Blue, I think?”
Blue…
Yeah, blue.
My heart was booming as it all slipped into place. A face rose inside my mind as I shifted my focus to the name Haelstrom Hale, the man with jet black hair and coal black eyes. “Oh my fucking God.”
“What is it?”
I spun around, meeting his stare. I couldn’t quite believe it.
He and Kat were engaged for a while…until Laz came on the scene.
“She isn’t Lazarus’ child,” I whispered. “She’s Hale’s.”
Riven's eyes widened before he slowly looked back at the array of images and names. “Holy fuck.”
“They’re going to ground because Hale’s after them. He’s going to take back what’s his…right before he disappears for good.”
“Jesus.” Riven’s voice shook. “You know what that means, right?”
“It means the Rossis are about to go to war.”
