Blood Betrayed (Sons of Navarus #2) by Bisset Gabrielle

Author:Bisset, Gabrielle [Bisset, Gabrielle]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2012-05-19T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Solenne watched as the Archon moved between offices judging cases for hours as she filed official papers and listened to Rochelle give a dissertation on the popes of Avignon. He seemed particularly out of sorts, and with each defendant who passed her desk, she was more convinced that any time she'd be forced to spend with him that night would be painful.

As the last vampire was lead away, Rochelle concluded her history lecture and began straightening her desk before she left. For once, Solenne wished she would stay late.

"Lena, please make sure to finish filing all the papers for tonight's cases. I don't want Mr. Verrater to worry about anything after working so hard tonight."

Solenne watched her carefully place three pens one next to the other and move around her desk toward the door. "Rochelle, do you have plans tonight? Would you like to order in and hang out while I finish?"

"Oh, I wish I could, Lena. I have to clean my house to get ready for the painters. They're coming at sundown tomorrow. Have a great night. Remember the filing for Mr. Verrater."

Rochelle happily strolled away, leaving Solenne alone with her work. And Marc Verrater.

It didn't take long to complete the filing, and then she sat at her desk waiting for his summons. Solenne's legs shook as she sat wishing he'd forget she was there. The heels of her shoes made clicking noises as they tapped against the plastic floor protector beneath her desk, only making her more on edge.

Each minute that passed made her more desperate to go home. There Declan waited, needing someone after what had happened with Maria. Solenne wrestled with the idea of just leaving—just going to the man she loved to take care of him instead of spending another night hoping she'd learn something in passing as the Archon spoke. But she couldn't leave. What if tonight was the night that he let slip some fragment of information that could help Declan and the rest of the Sons defeat these bastards?

By 3:15, she wondered if she'd been spared her time with Verrater. She'd sat at her desk for almost two hours without hearing a noise from his office. Cautiously, she let herself relax, lowering her shoulders to ease her aching back wracked with tension. A deep breath and then another and she closed her eyes, relaxed at last and hopeful she'd be home safe and sound with Declan soon.

"Lena, come in."

Opening her eyes, she saw him standing in the doorway of his office. His black dress shirt remained buttoned at the collar, and he still wore an expensive silk tie as he did each night.

But as in the past, that would change.

"Yes, sir."

Dread filled her, making the short walk from her desk to his office difficult as her legs felt like they were weighted down with lead. He stood leaning against the doorframe, his deep blue eyes watching her every move toward him.

This was his ritual every time he took her. She wouldn't be spared this night.

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